Drifting, drifting, stickleback waters. Drifting, drifting  (Shouldn't let go) I know but I swear  I heard the Jordanaires  All our love was made on sheets we'd left unmade  As street lamp-post light haze orange fell  When moments just take you, an instinct betrays you  I think I fell in love  Kindle, kindle. Beachcombers found no kindle, kindle  Pull against the tide and you pull against the gradient  Woven with era, we belong to the ages  All our plans were made on streets the winter paved  As streetlamp lucozade orange fell  When someone mistakes you, I fell for all the same old things  I think I fell in love  Here pin and needle rain fell and cut to the quick  I think I had enough  Shivering, shivering look what I've done to us  Kindle, rekindle  Drifting, drifting, beachcombers found us drifting