Draw Down the Stars
Coming back to the city
That I never quite leave
Picture you be the ocean
Picture me coughing into my sleeve
Like a snake eating snake you confuse me
Who's killer ? who's captive ? who's free ?
In a city that kills by constriction
Throw your streets around me and squeeze
And draw down the stars
Draw down the stars
What's in your heart?
Writer/s: Tom McRae
