מילים לשיר Between Pacific Coasts – Promise Ring

Down the lane, I breathe out loud in half
frozen air. And the black amnesia's in heaven
are lighting a half moon on the stairs. And I bite my lip when I breath out loud.
Wrapped in Japaneses paper all the way
around. California can't see the sun rise,
because smoke doesn't climb like it lingers.
Runs long on a broken lung.