Breathe in Now - The Clientele

Another empty night has come

Drumming through my fingertips, the house revolves

Come on darling, step inside, let me find you a place

Where we can come back down

Shadows moving in the quiet house tonight

Static in the air, a sense of falling

Voices passing in the street

Come and go and breathe the fever into everything

The night’s protections fall apart in the silent hour

I burn down