Bright Lights - Okta Logue

Surrounded by the night in an ocean of gloom

We’re wasting our time on the moon

The rawness of the sea needs no excuse

Lay down in our bed out in the dunes

But then we lost the tense and woke up

In a dream and bright lights

Will paint the sky

A million miles

Above my mind

I’m blinded by the shine

Of painted skies

And burning lights

Can you hear the salty roar?

The ocean breathes more and more

But then we lost our sense and woke up

In a dream and bright lights

Will paint the sky

A million miles

Above my mind

I’m blinded by the shine

Of painted skies

And burning lights

I paint the sky