The Weight - IDA

The sun burns out his eyes

The vampire isn’t suprised

He was waiting there all night

To be the first one to notice the dawn

Don’t give it the weight

When you’re so far out of it

You’re so far out of it

I want to notice

All the changes as they come

I want the patience

Of the robber

No cleverness could make that appeal

Sail masked like a prayer

Before the words turned into air