Five Fathoms

I walk the city late at night.
Does everyone here do the same?
I want to be the things I see,
Give every face and place my name.
I cross the street, take a right,
Pick up the pace, pass a fight.
Did I grow up just to stay home?
I'm not immune - I love this tune.

I wanna love more.
I just wanna love more.

I drag the city late at night.
It's in my mouth, it's in my hair.
The people fill the city because
The city fills the people, oh yeah.
I cross the street, avoid the freeze -
city's warmer by a couple degrees.
The smell of food. The smell of rain.
I'm not immune - I love this tune.

I wanna love more.
There's a river in my head.
I just wanna love more.
There's a river in my head.

The only way out is down.
The only way up is down.
The day roll by like thunder
Like a storm that's never breaking,
All my time and [bad word] In the low pressure of the proceedings,
And they beat against the sides of my life,
And the roads all lead behind me,
So I wrap the wheel around me and I go out.
There's a river in my head.
I'll take you home and make it easy.
Love more.