Текст песни Intervention - Quinn Cicala

Cold walls got me handling my
Old hauls, just moving shit again
Have fun on your long vacation
Waltz stunned just hangin with your friends

Half sounds digging in my patience
Just found a little dirt in my bed
A black hound, think I kinda miss it
You're rarely around but I always need it
It

Dry air catches my breath like
Old hair in the car at night and
A green light shining through my window
Take me tonight cause I wanna go

To the place I've never been
To the house in the attic
To your first intervention
To your ghost and your habits
To the sight of the death of them
And to my last visit
When things seem so decadent
I don't know how to face them

Old house, quit bothering me
Skipped town, haven't slept for weeks
I feel down, take a walk round the peak again
Round the peak again
Round the peak again