Number Eleven — текст песни (Steve Kilbey)

Plane crash in the desert, everybody walked away

Suitcase open to the breeze, light lifting up pretty heavy

So we climbed out, looked around us

Your shirt stuck to your skin

Wreckage shimmered under sky, nothing on the horizon



I know you can keep me warm



Have you ever seen the evening, the way it opens up

Lie down under a wing, we breathed in everything



I know you can keep me warm



The stranger in me shuddered, your eyes were partly closed

My hand deep in the still white sand, the stars dropped down so near

And I hope they never find us, just to disappear

We left it all behind us, now youll find us here