Shimmering - Esben and the Witch

Shapes melt in the air

The horizon becomes a tear

You cut quite the figure

I watch you shimmer

Scratching my eyes

The castles in the skies are towering

I see you standing there

Bent double in the glare

You are stooping

The sky is on the sand

The world is in your hands

It’s looming

I haven’t drank for days

I’m heady with the haze

I’m sinking

Bending lazily

Beckoning to me

Just a yellow dust

Delirious

Scratching my eyes

The castles in the skies are towering

I see you standing there

Bent double in the glare

You are stooping

The sky is on the sand

The world is in your hands

It’s looming

I haven’t drank for days

I’m heady with the haze

I’m sinking