Drifting, drifting, stickleback waters. Drifting, drifting

(Shouldn't let go) I know but I swear

I heard the Jordanaires

All our love was made on sheets we'd left unmade

As street lamp-post light haze orange fell

When moments just take you, an instinct betrays you

I think I fell in love



Kindle, kindle. Beachcombers found no kindle, kindle

Pull against the tide and you pull against the gradient

Woven with era, we belong to the ages

All our plans were made on streets the winter paved

As streetlamp lucozade orange fell

When someone mistakes you, I fell for all the same old things

I think I fell in love

Here pin and needle rain fell and cut to the quick

I think I had enough

Shivering, shivering look what I've done to us

Kindle, rekindle

Drifting, drifting, beachcombers found us drifting