Whitehorse - Sweet Disaster lyrics

Galileo was bluffing It's just a mess out here There's no compa** to guide us Through the flashes of violence and fear Pinball and a motor hum Black kettle in a riptide Sand bleeds through our fingers If time said it stood still it lied You will get the best of me Worlds collide, it's a recipe for disaster Sweet disaster Birthmark on a crow's foot Kilimanjaro or bust There are no mountains to move here You just do what you say what you must You will get the best of me Worlds collide, it's a recipe for disaster Sweet disaster You will get the best of me Worlds collide, it's a recipe for disaster Sweet disaster, sweet Light years and a pocket watch You can't get close enough To the rhythm of solitude Ashes to ashes to dust