City on Fire (Closeness)

Just barely threadbare in February

And already preparing my new haven

"It's a sign, it's a sign!" My mom says

As my chest tightens up

Red stained light fills the room with our bodies

So close-knit together and the stitching's incredible

Stay with me on the weekend

We'll keep warm between our legs

Bathing in cold sunsets

Dog-eared pages on the bed

So this won't ever have to end

Lie in the wreath of the aperture

And I'll know you're unreachable

I never told you that

I'm gone in the summer air

Just barely threadbare in February

And already preparing a new haven

"It's a sign, it's a sign, it's a sign, it's a sign!"

Soft cries

Soft cries that build my haven

Parked off the side of the freeway

Red light bathes my reflection

And all that I'm left with is

Soft cries that build my haven

Parked off the side of the freeway

Red light bathes my reflection

And all that I'm left with is...