Deaf Club - Moving Still lyrics

So lately the sun it slips Sedately, watch it dip And tasting the air is thick Awaiting for night to come Cos we are sold an aching hold to lose control We are we are we are To go under the stars I get so tall, I get so tall They cut holes in where we are Too sensible, too sensible The place I know, the face it holds I chase and throw a final stare You're moving still, I take until the final thrill We are we are we are To go under the stars I get so tall, I get so tall They cut holes in where we are Too sensible, too sensible Faintly tracing all the steps you're taking To the place you're waiting in the time it's taking us To go under the stars I get so tall, I get so tall They cut holes in where we are Too sensible, too sensible My hands hold and tear apart I guess they know, I guess they know Your eyes up, attention got I take it all, I take it all