The Seahorse by Over The Rhine
Welcome to the goldrush.
Wait till after dark.
Open up the ceiling, we'll be kneeling,
we'll be breathing on a spark.
Flying kites at midnight,
such a dizzy height.
Up above the small town,
pulling moonlight down and wearing it skin tight.
You can always tell me
anything at all.
Think of all the times
you've let my lips move, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Suddenly I'm weightless.
Gravity is mine.
I see it with my eyes closed,
what my heart knows: we must leave this world behind.
‘Cause when I wake from dreaming,
it's then I'm most alive.
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