Afterimage (featuring Tricot) - Delta Sleep, Tricot

Soft sound so soothing whisk her away

Far from the border, towards brighter days

The City is something that sits so deep in the back of her head while she’s

asleep: «Find home, again»

I caught her running down by the stream

With all types of creatures she’d never see

In The City she left.

With something that sits so deep in the back of her head

while she’s asleep: «Find home, somewhere so far away» knowing you could not

spend another day

In a City that slowly intoxicates with every breath that we would take.

Found home, again