Released: August 15, 2014
Songwriter: Troye Sivan Thomas Rawle
Producer: SLUMS Alex JL Hiew
[Verse 1]
Glow is low and it's dimming
And the silence is ringing
I can almost feel your breath
I can almost feel the rest
Night is young and we're living
Hands move, moving steady
The time's moving slower
I can feel we're getting closer, closer, yeah
[Chorus]
Standing in the eye of the storm
My eyes start to roam to the curl of your lips
And the centre of eclipse
In total darkness I reach out and touch
[Verse 2]
My mind's gone a-racing
On a horse that's escaping
And I'm ready to jump, yeah, I'm ready to swim
Life is chances that are taken
But nothing's ever broken
They're just pieces on the ground
Your hands need to build them
My mind's gone running
My hands cut loose
But there's no need for answers
Just the things you gotta do
[Bridge]
And I need you to trust that I'm lost
And we must get past all these rules
We must choose to reach out and touch
[Chorus]
Standing in the eye of the storm
My eyes start to roam to the curl of your lips
And the centre of eclipse
In total darkness I reach out and
Standing in the eye of the storm
My eyes start to roam to the curl of your lips
And the centre of eclipse
In total darkness I reach, I reach out and touch
Glow is low and it's dimming
And the silence is ringing
I can almost feel your breath
I can almost feel the rest
Night is young and we're living
Hands move, moving steady
The time's moving slower
I can feel we're getting closer, closer, yeah
[Chorus]
Standing in the eye of the storm
My eyes start to roam to the curl of your lips
And the centre of eclipse
In total darkness I reach out and touch
[Verse 2]
My mind's gone a-racing
On a horse that's escaping
And I'm ready to jump, yeah, I'm ready to swim
Life is chances that are taken
But nothing's ever broken
They're just pieces on the ground
Your hands need to build them
My mind's gone running
My hands cut loose
But there's no need for answers
Just the things you gotta do
[Bridge]
And I need you to trust that I'm lost
And we must get past all these rules
We must choose to reach out and touch
[Chorus]
Standing in the eye of the storm
My eyes start to roam to the curl of your lips
And the centre of eclipse
In total darkness I reach out and
Standing in the eye of the storm
My eyes start to roam to the curl of your lips
And the centre of eclipse
In total darkness I reach, I reach out and touch