Phodilus & Tyto

Nighttime is wasted on the owls
 and the bloodshot eyes on the prowl
 Human air, sticky skin
 doesn't let much else in
 Just say the word and I can be gone in an hour
 say the word and I can be gone in an hour
 nighttime is wasted on the owls
 and the faces with their pretty mouths
 human air, sticky skin, doesn't let much else sink in
 Idle hands, an empty house
 try to focus on our better selves
 human air, sticky skin
 just say the word and I can be gone in an hour
 say the word and I can be gone in an hour
 take a good long round as the city fades (x2)
 away, away, away(x2)
 & its been growing since the day we planned it many years ago
 its hard to start knowing
 when to stop digging let the roots take hold
 it keeps growing(x2)
 just say the word and I can be gone in an hour(x2)
 take a good look round as the city fades(x2)
 away, away, away(x2)