Inch of Rope - Courrier

I remember when we dreamed in motion

We were children singing vinyl dreams

I remember when the souls projected on silver screens

We lie awake we hear the children breathe

Heard the prayers of those highway choirs

Every night turned into years forgotten

Every inch turned into miles

I know you can't trust yourself

You can't trust yourself with an inch of rope

And I know those words burn like hell

Those words burn like hell when they're in the throat

When they're in your throat

In my sleep I heard a siren singing

We forgot that we were lovers lost

In the sea amidst tidal waters

Throwing us against the rocks

You've been drowning in an unknown ocean

Hemispheres away from anyone

Now the dream is just a fading sign

Of your innocence undone

I know you can't trust yourself

You can't trust yourself with an inch of rope

And I know those words burn like hell

Those words burn like hell when they're in the throat

Honey you are someone else

You are someone else in every wind that blows

But I'll be every knot you need

When you're lost at sea with an inch of rope

Yes I'll be every knot you need

When you're lost at sea with an inch of rope

Without an inch of hope

I know you can't trust yourself

You can't trust yourself with an inch of rope

And I know those words burn like hell

Those words burn like hell when they're in the throat

When they're in your throat