Regret once kept me from her door
Strange how we move
Strange how we move
Leave your bad limbs behind
How strange that I move to the voice of the moon
Ocean tides move to the voice of the moon
Not estranged to what follows our faulty steps
But every time wore off more and more
Playing sincere with a new set of bones, we are strange
But feigner's, we are only strangers
Strange how we move
Not estranged to regret
Love ringing out of tune
Automated exchanges make us not lovers
Leave your bad limbs behind
How strange that I move to the voice of the moon
Not estranged to regret
Not estranged to what follows our faulty steps
Conduits to the heart, conduits to the heart
Ocean tides move to the voice of the moon
Love ringing out, ringing out of tune
So now we're back here
Love is ringing out of tune
How strange that I move to the voice of the moon
Ocean tides move to the voice of the moon
For they are conduits to the heart
