Think you sped off but can't be sure
Your sound is mixed with all the rest
In the field this time there was no one else
In the field this time there was no one else, there was no one
The space where you sat, nervous electricity
The shape that you left, i can't trace it yet,
It seeps back into the air
And all around the sun went low and late,
And up there are constellations we can't see
In the pathways of old dreams i think i met you there,
On a shoreline, in the reeds, in the air
Dim forgotten
Stuck in song
It followed me all along
Nothing is complete nothing is complete
Nothing is complete nothing is complete
Nothing
There's a place you return to in a dream
There's a place where you believe anything
There's a place you return to in a dream
There's a place where you believe anything