Handing It Over - Bryde

All the nights

Waking up slowly in the pale light

Looking for any signs of life

And all we had

Handing it over to the symmetry

Handing it over to delight

And there’s no side empty now

I watch you sleep and work it all, work it all out

To cut us down to size

Handing it over to the hours

Hand it over as they slide

There’s daylight

In plain sight

In the harshest light

Tripping on home, smoking desire

When all I’m craving’s fire

Could you be something cool and mist

And there’s no side empty now

I watch you sleep and work it all, work it all out

To cut us down to size

Handing it over to the daylight

Handing it over to the night

Handing it over to the hours

Handing it over as they slide

All the names I said in vain

The words I threw across a page

Train ride, I was drifting away

To hold my breath, to just give way

'Cause there’s a side empty now

Nothing he would think could work it all, work it all out

And it’s all weightless and physical

Just walk in here like a miracle

Although the stairway’s fine

Handing it over to the hours

Handing it over as they slide

Handing it over to the daylight

Handing it over to the night

Over to the night (Over to the night)

Over to the night (Over to the night)

Over to the night (Over to the night)

Over to the night (Over to the night)

(Over to the night)