Wood burns and birds crawl out of holes
The outer layer sticks to the in
Someone's stirring, I can see a shadow move on the door

As we swing for a torch that hangs above our heads
Our hands are slowly bruising our legs
And the book we desecrated is out there, getting wet

No one sleeps in the cars tonight
'Cause we've ripped the seats out, punched off all the lights
Shrouded under collapsed marquees
We're rolling blind, we're absentees

And if it's caught on film
You gotta know it exists
Unmapped reservoirs, a phantom margin

Took by the wind, the swell of the ground
Swimming in accounted abyss
You motion for a cyclone to take you out of this

No one sleeps in the cars tonight
'Cause we've ripped the seats out, punched off all the lights
Shrouded under collapsed marquees
We're rolling blind, we're absentees

We pan across faces
Walking over roots in the wind
It's a single shot at a widow and it happens all the time

Slip into the dark, free fall
Novel sirens in a foreign light
You're struggling with something you've used all your life

And if it's caught on film
You gotta know it exists
Unmapped reservoirs, a phantom margin

Took by the wind, the swell of the ground
Swimming in accounted abyss
You motion for a cyclone to take you out of this

No one sleeps in the cars tonight
'Cause we've ripped the seats out, punched off all the lights
Shrouded under collapsed marquees