Televsion Breakdown 2.0

Half crescent moon in the glint of your eye
arc of a lullaby, getting televised
spies of the night, lies in flight
don't fight it, don't fight, just lie in it
drive it in along the road

dreams of the romantic, righteous, so in-depth
cries soften my bed tonight, blankets tight
stop the burden of dread come mornings light
moisturized in divine, so pretty so pretty
ride this stretch of the line

rough it up, quiver on my hands of delight
we'll be fine, in time in time
at the back of the queue, eight ball in deep
drinks on me, its best out of three
You and i, you and i
full bloom in our minds

arc of the lullaby sings our song tonight
hands of delight, getting televised
don't fight it
in time
so pretty
you and i
we'll be fine
we'll be fine