[00:19.43]There's a season in your eyes[00:27.87]and a fever on your breath[00:33.31]you're anchored to the tide[00:33.93]and the rhythm in your chest[00:34.12]I read the rings and count the city lights[00:35.18]you sing a static sonnet on the dial[00:44.00]you could talk a walk, through the mines[01:05.56][01:10.75]or you could spend all your days[01:13.25]just waiting for the night[01:14.81]the stones that skip, the dust that turns to fire[01:18.75]I see it all reflected in your eyes