You are the snow that's burning
You are the sound in a silent room


I'll keep the streetlamps glowing
Tune the church bells for the groom

You'll sing the songs we tried to
Ease the earth out of its womb

I ache like the sky and I strike a pose
Ache like the sky 'til you come back home

I wait in the garden with a fire and a rose
Waiting in the garden 'til you come back home

I love your white dress picture
Sun stuck in the lens

A trick to try my hand at
Waiting for our scattering, stormy end

You break me like a child, and I roar
But it's all pretend

There's crying in the cracks of these crawling bones
Crying in the cracks 'til you come back home

There's silent applause in the timber and the stones
Crippled claws 'til you come back home

So dance with me girl 'til the broken dome
Dancing with the girls 'til you come back home

There are fields to name and roads to roam
Fire and flagships 'til you come back home

I'll take a light under the blankets and stay awake alone
Stay awake alone 'til you come back home

You are the sea that's howling
You are the flood and the gypsy moon

The end in the beginning

And if you're coming
Hope you come back soon

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