Lesser Known Saint - Satellite Camera Obscura lyrics

One shadow lost in darkness, hollow touch achieved in fantasy The whisper after witching hour, entering she sees only me Dress for a kiss The waking, life, the dead I told her this You're making your own bed A dream of s** so thrilling without consequence, what comfort brings I'll never have to rehearse an apology, for tragedy Captured, adapted, with this pinhole Taking of your hand for all I know Stare through my insincerity To fulfill, yet less physical still Risking this timeline to expose Life in credibly invasive detail Nothing I can hold forever