The sky was pacing white to grey today
Made no mistake, you always have to pay to play
She was tired and bleached as the dark broke the beach and the birds took off
As they wheeled away she laughed out at the bay though her heart was rough
Her heart was rough

The fire is one man lost as they taste you
You made a mistake and now it aches for what it had to lose
So he took himself west and the seabirds confessed
Till his hands were clean
By the water alone he set his secrets in stones
Sent them skimming down…

Between her heart and his, his honour stood to be a home
Within the newest reasons to just leave it well alone

Her eyes are green in and sun but dawn in cloud
But he couldn’t recall their salty particular's now
By a slice of a gate the ash is cold and ungraced she new that he’d be
In the kitchen she stopped, saw the cup and a pot and the envelope between

Between her heart and his, his honour stood to be a home
Within the newest reasons to just leave it well alone
She had him sewed to a scene still always tangled up and worn,
He had her wanting, always worrying, embers barely warm.

Oh, oh, oh