No Twilight Within The Courts Of The Sun Lyrics - Insurgentes - Steven Wilson

Draggin' a lake 

Find the owner of the voice 

I zip in the bag 

And drove all across the noise 

Examine the hairline 

His archives in the strands 

He turned into something 

That puts the weakness in my hands 

I see what I suppose 

I breathe what I dispose 

Black wheels get yellow in the sand 

I steal every idea that I can 

(Something something) shadows in the lake 

(Something) she (something) beside (something) 

(Something something) in a car 

(Something something) in the dark 

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