Testo Crystalfilm Little Dragon

Crystalfilm

I lost my grip and my vision gone dull
So swing my hip like a dancer gone numb
I saw your shadow, saw the skeleton run
Now something missing from my memory of you

You shake my world from the ground to my head
A distant noise that'll wake me out of bed
I listen as the walls cave in
I'm hanging on 'cause your memory's thin

I lost my grip, I balanced it on a piece of paper
True in one trip, it's weaving in and I wait for later
Who is leaning on, leaning in on my yes to be?
Who is sneaking in, is sneaking in on me, on me?

I've cut a house in half, and turned a frown
Painted walls and letters upside down
I try to hold on, I try to hold on but you gone
Then I try to let go but your memory's still on

I lost my grip, I balanced it on a piece of paper
True in one trip, it's weaving in and I wait for later
Who is leaning on, leaning in on my yes to be?
Who is sneaking in, is sneaking in on my, on me?

On my, on me..