Violet, it bleeds purple behind lucid eyes   Negatives flash reverse of real life   Promises made with India ink   Bit your lip there's a flush in your cheeks      Hold it, hold it   Hold it, hold it      Mercury pir of travelers and thieves   Grant us speed, wisdom, and winged feet   Flying through the night, thunderbolt blinding temporary   Born of foam, we ride through moon colored streets   There's lightening in our hair      Wildcat   Turn the volume turn the tone   Wildcat   I'm in stereo      Pull me close, tell it will always feel so right   In the cold chill of a crisp October night   Can you take a moment turn it infinite?   Tell me, love is eternal