Idle (feat. Ghostly Kisses)
Margaux Sauvé, Henry George Green
We move apart out in the open
Never too far
We’re moving parts, free in these moments
We take them too fast
Half speed, open up
We see everything wider
No longer biding
Hold me close enough
Arm’s reach, no longer idle
No longer hiding
I’m moving parts, still in these moments
But free when they’ve passed, loose touch
We’re not apart, I’m lost in the opus
I’ve washed over us too much