Stacked tires, burning fires Gardenia and molasses Sucking on sugar cubes I am dancing at the bottom of deserted pools Stolen nights, doctored booze My heart it glitches from the news Got a lo-fi moon Still life in my hand This girl that I forgot Frozen somewhere in time Hot mess, undressed I hear your secrets through the vents Wide awake in the blue hour Wiping lipstick from your collar The walls have ears each place you go Humming along to your ghost radio See a lo-fi moon Shining on you Scraps from another life Hanging somewhere in time "Where will the birds fly After the last sky?" Where will they go? Nobody knows...