Original Sin - Geographer

Waiting for the night to crawl

Into your heart

A party in a warehouse loft to

Keep you calm

But this is not the way it always

Used to seem

And this isn’t original for you

And me

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

Lying in our beds at night we

Start to dream

Eyes moving like flashlights

Under sheets

Up until the morning hours we

Are set free

There’s nothing across from us

But what we see

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin

This is an original sin