It's battleship grey outside And we dont know what we'll be getting All your sweet talking, raining over me 'til my nameless games, are all set free
There's a word in your eye, But I dont know what is to say it And when you call me from the other side, A sense of it starts breaking up, and its lies
I don't know, what I'm getting, But I'm getting something, I don't know, what I'm getting, But I'm getting something
It's battleship grey outside, Confusion, all this is for the gods Uncertainty, I could be bathing under articial light Under twilight blue, starts to mesmorize Untie myself and light up my life But your soul isn't mine when you cant see in the eyes
'cause I don't know, what I'm getting But I'm getting something, I don't know, what I'm getting But I'm getting something
It's battleship grey All your sweet talking, raining over me 'til my nameless games, and I'm set free
\\ York Planet Chill - The Best Of Volume 1 (2015)\CD1