The Stars Below

We were living and letting go of everything
Two cars parked at Cumberland Farms
August 31st, fly to the river, windows down, tom petty up
We look out for the cops as our shirts come off
High from the fear and the heights
Brown eyes disappear with a bend in the knees
You hear the silence, the silence, the silence
Til the sound of the splash

She climbs up from the bank like a criminal
Slick hair, a tshirt and underwear
Making every moment count, til we had to go home
You hear the silence, the silence, the silence
Til the sound of the splash

The stones above, the stars below
We were swimming through it
The stars below, the stones above
In the yellow moonlight
We were swimming through it

She climbs up from the bank like a criminal
Slick hair, a tshirt and underwear
Making every moment count til we had to go home
You hear the silence, the silence, the silence
Til the sound of the splash

The stones above, the stars below
We were swimming through it
The stars below, the stones above
In the yellow moonlight
We were swimming through it