The Hampdens - Miami

Open your heart, open your eyes
Look into the haze, I am the light
I am the one buried in ice
So pull back the mask of cold surprise
Relax your face, let yourself down
Lie on your back, in a Slimane gown
Wait for the signs to enter your head
And hope for the best dreams you've had

Everytime you speak I wonder
You were not high, you were not there
But I don't know why it doesn't even work out

It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled afternoon
And I don't know why you're here

Tell me your name, not where you're from
I saw you at the Tate on level 1
Miami's a dream, up on a wall
A shark behind glass in a mall

Everytime you speak I wonder
You were not high, you were not there
But I don't know why it doesn't even work out

It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled afternoon
And I don't know why you're here

It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled afternoon
And I don't know why you're here

(Open up shop for me, you don't even know that it's over)

It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled afternoon
And I don't know why you're here

It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled afternoon
And I don't know why you're here

It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled afternoon
And I don't know why you're here