we won't sleep

oh the ghosts are sitting in their trees, quietly they are singing to me, some slow slow song, forgetting the words, like long last names or lessons i've learned, but i swear that you can never tell, out for weeks, you look like hell, fingers crossed, i'm following you, i'll meet you on the open sides, in the morning heat, i can feel the turning tide, it's changing me, staring at the sinking sky, it's in my reach, i can see your sinking eyes, and we won't sleep, out again, this city's our house, but it's haunted now, the people come out, and they fill these rooms till the neighbors complain, and i left too soon but i can't explain, but i swear that you can never tell, out for weeks, you look like hell, fingers crossed, i'm following you, i'll meet you on the open sides, in the morning heat, i can feel the turning tide, it's changing me, staring at the sinking sky, it's in my reach, i can see your sinking eyes, and we won't sleep, but i swear that you can never tell, out for weeks, you look like hell, call this off, i'll follow through, fingers crossed, i'll follow you, i'll meet you on the open sides, in the morning heat, i can feel the turning tide, it's changing me, staring at the sinking sky, it's in my reach, i can see your sinking eyes, and we won't sleep, i'll meet you on the open sides, in the morning heat, i can feel the turning tide, it's changing me, staring at the sinking sky, it's in my reach, i can see your sinking eyes, and we won't sleep, i can see your sinking eyes, and we won't sleep