作曲 : Ellie Rose Davies/Holly Mullineaux/Rosy Jones
The moment goes, it casually froze.
What is left but the face, does it show?
Mind is oil, a stagnant night soil.
Stir it round, hear a sound? Nothing at all.
Make up words, just as we rehearsed.
Drain them out, fear and doubt, disperse.
Closing in, for time sake it wins.
But if you grasp higher up it finishes.
I feel the ghost, she slipped through my bones.
Rushing round, in and out, exposed.
Go to bed, needle to a thread.
Makes all the sense till it’s spent and you're bound in.
She does assert her almighty worth.
Is there light at the end? Is there purpose?
Close right in, for times sake she wins.
But if you grasp higher up it’ll finish this.