Esben And The Witch
Shimmering
Shapes melt in the air
The horizon becomes a tear
You cut quite the figure
I watch you shimmer
Scratching my eyes
The castles in the skies are towering
I see you standing there
Bent double in the glare
You are stooping
The sky is on the sand
The world is in your hands
It's looming
I haven't drank for days
I'm heady with the haze
I'm sinking
Bending lazily
Beckoning to me
Just a yellow dust
Delirious
Scratching my eyes
The castles in the skies are towering
I see you standing there
Bent double in the glare
You are stooping
The sky is on the sand
The world is in your hands
It's looming
I haven't drank for days
I'm heady with the haze
I'm sinking