Canons

Threw myself on the floor
Chasing time
At the door
Half-past nine
Self-control
Lace your own heart
On the door
Night will mourn
And i’m sleeping on the better debt of day
Like the rising off
They won’t need me till tomorrow
Night that claims the sky
Forever dreams of a better day
Half-past nine
Rise at four
Tracing time
After all
Casting iron
Self-control
Lace your heart
On the door
Night will mourn
And i’m sleeping on the better debt of day
Like the rising off
They won’t need me till tomorrow
Night that claims the sky
Forever dreams of a better day
Say you’ll be around