Daylight Video (MV)

There's a noun
In my head
Floating round
In the red
Working out
How to get
Further down
To my chest.

There's a sound
To the left
Of the pounding
Of breaths
As the thousands
Of hairs
Slowly grow
In the air.

Cause it's you in the sun making love to the daylight.

Now the word
Still descends
Past the bones
Through the bends
On its own
Through the depths
Past the toast
And the meds

Through the folds
And the stress
Past the moles
And the freckles
And old
Greying hairs
Through the tolls
And the sweat


And it's you in the sun making love to the daylight