January 53ed

Ain't that a mesmerizing light?
Saffron flames painting patterns in a distant sky
Our future burning like a diesel drum
Come let us walk into the fire
And call me on the other line
Same frequency as when we where young

There must be a higher cause
A secret hidden on our side of the wall

We're killing days like flies
buzzing 'gainst the window trying to get out
Must be January 53ed
This graphite state of mind, locked up, always looking out
I wanna run, run, run
Feel the pulse beating in my mouth
rain slicing up my eyes

There must be a higher cause
a secret hidden on our side of the wall

Hear me singing through the wall
The shelter I've built of worry and guilt and sycamore



Credits
Writer(s): Markus Peter Svensson
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