Predawn
a song for vectors
I miss you honey oh donât you think itâs funny
Some tales on the radio take me to the sea in summer
Too much sleeping with too much sweat
Iâm failing to weep all night
Itâs troublesome to carry on
With a heavy build to drag me out
Our tiny hearts are gathering
With vectors that cannot fly away
A one-eyed ceiling is staring my lids
Melting in tears flows to Mare
Iâll take you honey
To where we can sell all the memories have tired us
With nightmares and sleepless nights
No more cry for lullabies
Still I canât find the break of day
Just set up for our trip all night