Glow is low and its dimming And the silence is ringing And I can almost feel your breath I could almost feel the rest Night is young and we're living Hands move, moving steady And the time is moving slower, I can feel we're getting closer, closer
Standing in the eye of the storm My eyes start to roll to the curl of your lips In the centre of eclipse, In total darkness I, I reach out and touch
My minds gone racing On a horse that's escaping And I'm reading to jump Now I'm ready to swim
Life is chances that are taken But nothings ever broken There just pieces on the ground, New hands need to build them
My minds gone running My hands cut loose Yeah, but there's no need for answers Just the things you gotta do
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
Standing in the eye of the storm My eyes start to roll to the curl of your lips In the centre of eclipse, In total darkness I, Reach out and-
Standing in the eye of the storm And my eyes start to roll to the curl of your lips In the centre of eclipse, In total darkness I, Reach, I reach out and touch
(Troye Sivan Mellet / Thomas Rawle) Produced by ALEX JL HIEW & SLUMS Vocals produced by Matt Gio at Rada Studios Mixed by Jason Cox for Spilt Milk Management