Lyrics

Open one eye,
find my direction
The air is still russian,
Maverick opinion

Open both eyes,
Cue up the horizon
We’re way past ripcords,
No canopies open

Take my hand
Warm my bones
Call me out
Talk me down,
round

I never learn
You’re clear air turbulence
Your empty words
You’re clear air turbulence

Open one eye
a beautiful swan dive
Make myself smaller,
and live in the water

Voodoo long lines on.
Control is illusion, love and confusion.
Voodoo long lines on,
and you can be happy, you can be happy.
Voodoo long lines on,
til the men with the scissors come.

Voodoo long lines on.
Gravity’s waiting,
a diamond accretion.