Like a wandering holy man
I search your traces across the land
My bones are showing right through my skin
My eyes are opened up from where I've been
If you work out the triangulation
Bounce the sonar off the bottom of the seas
In the sky the searchlight's sweeping
In the hope you're coming back to back to me
Like strangers, like stars in reverse
Blue light is shifting towards me
If I could I'd throw galaxies down at your feet
Beg, I'm begging for your starlight
Tell me, when do we come out right?
Legs will move in your direction
No saints will give me their protection
Beg, I'm begging for your starlight
Tell me, when do we come out right?
Legs will move in your direction
‘Cause no saints will give me their protection
From the macro to the microscopic
I search for you between every grain of sand
I work your subject into every topic
Think time is money? Try me, try me honey
Like strangers, like stars in reverse
Blue light is shifting towards me
If I could I'd throw galaxies down at your feet
Beg, I'm begging for your starlight
Tell me, when do we come out right?
Legs will move in your direction
No saints will give me their protection
Beg, I'm begging for your starlight
Tell me, when do we come out right?
Legs will move in your direction
‘Cause no saints will give me their protection