Lyrics Seeker - Megan Nash

Do those cobblestoned streets remember my intentions?
Would that harbour water remember my reflection?
Cause I remember the clubs I remember their white noise
I remember tracing shapes of some other strange void
Oh I remember feeling there was nothing you you could do yeah
I remember thinking there was nothing you you could do yeah
Does that full skylight ever question my discretion
Do those gravel words remember my impression
Cause I remember the space they allowed for our sound
And I remember the way your tires hit that ground
Oh I was foolish there was nothing you could do
You could do yeah
But you were patient there was nothing you could do
You could do yeah
Cause I was spinning swirling stumbling in those streets
Spinning swirling stumbling in those streets
Spinning swirling stumbling in those streets
Spinning swirling stumbling

And I remember the day in the river when you took my hand
And pressed it against your open mouth and I stayed
Cause I knew I knew you had another time
It can be intimidating the to see another sight
It can be intoxicating to see another sight
I was spinning swirling stumbling in your streets
Spinning swirling stumbling in your streets
Spinning swirling stumbling in your streets
Spinning swirling stumbling

Who′s hand was in my hand?
Who's hand is in my hand?
In this conscious slumber
Conscious slumber