Perfect Dark (Live at Rak)

Red door, back for more

Down the stairs she wanders

She sells dizzy spells

Enough to put me under

Eyes almost closing

Time's almost up

By the low moon of a bedroom

Making shadows

In a blackout

I’m trapped now

Nothing else matters

When I’m moving through her perfect dark

To bed, tails and heads

Leave the landing light on

Sweet dreams in between

Waking from the siren

Sheets always tangled

Tracing ancient scars

By the low moon of a bedroom

Making shadows

In a blackout

I’m trapped now

Nothing else matters

All I see is perfect dark

By the low moon of a bedroom

Making shadows

In a blackout

I'm trapped now

Nothing else matters

When I'm moving through your perfect dark