ALBUM REVIEW: Turnstile – Glow On
When I get to heaven, will I know?
When I get to heaven, will I know?
Tell me how you do it.
Need a touch of chaos on my lips.
Your silhouette’s all around, it lives inside my head.
What does daylight look like in this chaos of cold?
You lie an inch apart on your own continuum, now keep the freak-show talk to a careful minimum.
You take my hands, I melt into your water.
Do you wanna feel what I felt?
It’s hard to lose and wonder why.