Ceilings (Local Natives cover)

Haven't stopped your smoking yet

So I'll share your cigarette

Just to feel it in my fingers

Walk around 'til 3 am

Tell me what I know again

To keep myself from second guessing

All my silver dreams bring me to you

Hold the summer in your hands

'Til the summer turns to sand

We were staring at our ceilings

Thinking of what we'd give to have one more day of sun

One day of sun

Silver dreams bring me to you