Hailstones, Clocktower, Hummingbird Lyrics

Hailstones, hailstones

They run right away

The moths living in my lamp

Are keeping me sane

And the city is a mountain and

My room is a cave

My weeks are forevers

And an hour feels like a day

Clocktower, clocktower,

The colour of the sky

And I wonder why they painted you

The colour of my eyes

The hands on your face

They're as tired as mine

Does anybody ever ask you

If you have a good time?

Hummingbird, hummingbird

You know I love you the most

But his shirts are my shadows

And his smell is a ghost

He plays my guitar

While I balance on my toes

While he's wearing nothing at all

I'm wearing his clothes