Texty: Ash. Nu-Clear Sounds. Projects.

Drowsy eyes, waves are crashin' on the shore
No longer make out any form
Drift to sleep

Beneath cool sheets, as when I was a boy
Waves rollin' on the shore
In distant sound

Dark in heaven, baby, that's for sure
Dark in heaven, baby, that's for sure

Settling voice, endless depth in my ears
Tongue that sears, hopes and fears
The voice is infinite

Starlit seas, midnight breeze beneath cold sheets
The surf sighs in sympathy
Drift to sleep

Dark in heaven, baby, that's for sure
Dark in heaven, baby, that's for sure

Dark in heaven, baby, that's for sure
Dark in heaven, baby, that's for sure

Dark swells the sea
Time is ripping at the seams
Symphonic rain, symphonic pain, symphony

Outside is black in the projects wanted back
Standin' at the end of time
In ecstasy, in ecstasy

In ecstasy, in ecstasy
In ecstasy, in ecstasy