Where do You Go
Lhasa de Sela / Patrick Watson
Where do you go
When your tides get low
in the summer dress of your drunkness
I go far from here
Where the silence sleeps
In the very deeps
of the holy blue
and i dream of you
and i dream of you
dream of you
dream of you
What do you say
when the rotted day
is around your feet
in the noisy street
and your eyes fall rain
from pain, from pain
i say never again
never again
never again
why do you wonder
so light though falling
in the underwater calling
I skate like a bird
drunk on a word
almost in love, if i only knew
but the best we will drive
through me and you
me and you
me and you