Born Gold - Fires of Disappearing lyrics

so much disappearing in your blood oh my sweet black echo: feral eyes and matted hair were you ever there? we're both unsteady somnambulists dancing along that terrible precipice between a normal life and a beautiful d**h beneath the curtains of the roadside, at the dawn of the night surely every deer wants to dash for the headlights oh, cruel sight I want to build you a tunnel to the light