Topography

Rearview mirror sunrise travel away

From where you're sleeping

Trace the shape of your body

I'm so familiar with the roads of this land

I've got more fight

I just want you to know

You should know

Your sorrow is mine

Horizon in your eyes

When we're driving we get lost in the landscape, in the cold unfolding

Trace the shape of your body

I'm so familiar

I'm familiar

Close your eyes and imagine that my ribcage is two open doors

Forget sins of the lovers we leave behind

We're the blameless

Your sorrow is mine

Horizon in your eyes

You say it can't be done

I'll beg to follow you

You want

You are

You say it can't be done

I'll beg to follow you