Careful of the morning Careful of the night Careful of them hunting The ideas we leave behind These preachers and their stories Drunkards and their vows We clung onto each other When there was no one else around
Tendons that we are Tendons stretched too far Tangled up and heavy Winding steady Tender in the dark We’re fractions of a star Held above a story, for a moment only
I can’t decide What needs building What needs digging What needs filling in
This love This love is like a swarm We can’t see through it We can’t hold thorns
Tendons that we are Tendons stretched too far Tangled up and heavy Winding steady Tender in the dark We’re fractions of a star Held above a story, for a moment only
Until it breaks clean Until it takes me Until we hollow the thought Nothing this close can enjoy permanence I think I understand The past is circling Nothing that’s lit can be in flames this long
You said, you said I had all the fighting maybe
Maybe it’s something Maybe it’s real Not faded like flowers from yesterday’s field Aimless on a fated road This life it keeps us hunting cos I’m not home Throw my bones Empty me Held so tight That’s all I see Let your grief pour into me Tell me now, is this what you wanted Is this what you wanted
Let yourself pour into me Tendons that we are, tendons stretched too far