Is there another world you know?
And do you burn?
If you can tell me how it goes
I will learn
I'm keeping a rigour on the snow
To wait and see
I'm seeing it quiver from below
Below the leaves
For every wreck I still believe
I the greatest life
And the stickiest leaves
You say it in a foreign tongue
You don't know a thing about the things
I've done to keep
On loving that heavenly face
Time is the only thing I know
The middle of your mixed up six words
Nothing more
My love is proud, my love is small
My love is a friday pouring
And a black wave cresting and
Crashing down
The living room shore
I've known it before, love
Sacred ground
I made a sound
Did I make it right?
Enough, go along
I know I was wrong about my might
For every wreck I still believe
In the greatest life
And the stickiest leaves
You say it in a foreign tongue
You don't know a thing about
The things I've done