Текст песни Sleepless

We're on the skyline drive, and your eyes are closed I can hear your heart over the sound of the road And the cicadas' song under your exhales And your breath dissolves in the violet air And sleepless I'm waiting for A turning that I've seen before Drawing our net across the bottom of the lake Pulling the bodies out, dragged to the pavement And the fabric of the night unfolds Like a camera where the view explodes And our mouths spill, full of metal And sleepless I'm waiting for A turning that I've seen before Blush rolled on the windowpane And dried in the concrete A coarse light in your eye cuts Through your arms folded like pleats The light hung in pieces, as flesh Caught torn with jagged edges And sleepless I'm waiting for The turning that I answer for