Night Air (Produced by Burial) (исполнитель: Jamie Woon)
Night air has the strangest flavor Space to breathe and time to savor All that night air has to lend me Till the morning makes me angry In the night air The night air I've acquired a kind of madness Daylight fills my heart with sadness Only silent skies can soothe me Feel that night air flowing through me In the night air The night air I don't need those car crash colors I control the skies above us Close my eyes to make the night [bad word] of a world revolving I can hear the earth in orbit In the night air The night air I've acquired a taste for silence Darkness fills my heart with calmness And each thought like a thief is driven To steal the night air from the heavens In the night air The night air