Mile Long Minutes - Thieving Irons

So much of this past is dying

Ship’s leading away, into the antarctic line

Dimly lit lanterns on the starboard side

Navigating to hold onto the best times

Oh these are the best of times…

Night time constellation arch into the coastline

The coastline

The murky water between what’s best and a blurry mind, a blurry mind

Oh Eta Carinae, remind

Navigating into the best of times

Well I just want to be here now

Wasting all the mile long minutes

Waiting for the perfect song to start the perfect night

Sunburnt and further away…

This arctic line, reminds me of the highway

And further away…

Airplanes along the skyway

Be your judgement or be mine

Whether rain or measured gold, or to sunshine

These days have no limit

Well I just want to be here now

Wasting all the mile long minutes

Waiting for the perfect song to start the perfect night

Mile long minutes

Mile long minutes

Mile long minutes

Well I just want to be here now

Wasting all the mile long minutes

Waiting for the perfect song to start the perfect night

Waiting for the perfect song to start the perfect life