Music & Vocals: Grace McDunnough
Lyrics: Salome Strangelove & Grace McDunnough
Another four am phone call and I can’t touch you
You need something from the night
You need something from me
Won’t you tell me what it is
Do you know what it is
I would move these worlds for you
Move all these worlds for you
It’s a long slow fall
And I can’t catch you
It’s a long slow fall
And I don’t know where it goes
It’s a long slow fall
But I will hold on
If you will hold on
To you
It’s all there in your voice, your tremble and your timbre
Sticking pins into yourself again, into your soul again
Can’t you ever let it heal; don’t you know you’re allowed to heal
There are so many worlds of you, worlds that pulse within you
It’s a long slow fall
And I can’t catch you
It’s a long slow fall
And I don’t know where it goes
It’s a long slow fall
But I will hold on
If you will hold on
To you
You have never been afraid of the dark
Just the shadows on the walls
Don’t you know the light will end them
If you let the light right at them
One more four am phone call and I don’t mind it
You need something from the night, from me
Wont you tell me what it is; do you know what it is
I would give these dreams for you; trade all these dreams for you
It’s a long slow fall
And I can’t catch you
It’s a long slow fall
And I don’t know where it goes
It’s a long slow fall
But I will hold on
If you will hold on
To you