1. |
The Lake (Live)
04:16
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Wend your way through me,
with a call from my father
and the fear you leave.
Set me wandering,
In the blush of the morning
and the weight to keep
some thought of longing, waiting for the sun.
You can keep and shelter.
If I could have known,
Would I bend?
To get you back from the side of my head, and
I never thought to wonder if I'd
thank god that this is my picture,
thank god you said whatever's on your mind.
Were you more to me
than the lake, and the harbor
and the tallest trees?
Thoughts we wouldn’t speak,
spool on the table
and slips beneath.
You kept me longing, waiting for the sun.
You had me waiting, upwards.
You said as though I was gone.
By the time you said it, I wait until the dawn.
The lake bowed down by the weight of your love and
rushed out into the corners of the
rooms packed with all our pictures,
please god you wait in the flood.
Thank god for all this fiction.
Thank god you needed my song.
Thank god, another one, another one,
tell me know now you got, you wanted when you’re gone.
Send me back from the side of my head, and
I never thought to wonder if I'd
thank god that this is my picture, and
thank god you said whatever's on your mind.
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2. |
Strange Weather (Live)
04:20
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When we
first left,
I tried to speak.
Cause when we’re home
we both pretend to sleep.
I can’t recall
colder skies,
driving her back
through that night
She’s catching her breath
She tells me now:
“We’re quiet, so I wanna go home.”
I’m holding my breath to keep her now,
but she has gotta know, i gotta
stop biding time just to say.
Don’t bite your lip in restraint.
You and my friends,
a glass of wine
spilling your heart
like I don’t mind.
I’m holding my breath
To hear you now
say what you should’ve when we were alone.
I’m catching my breath to keep it down
I gotta find the words I gotta
stop biding time just to say.
Don’t bite your lip in restraint.
You slur your lines just to blame,
oh and I know it all just sounds the same.
All the things that I can replace.
Oh and if you want me to change
I’d have given you a go.
Been waiting up through the days,
follow through when you will.
I’ve been waking to the sun,
I break into a run,
I’m telling everyone,
I’ll call it.
I’ve been waking to the sun,
I break into a run,
I’m telling everyone,
I’ll call it now.
you got you got you got me now.
you got you got you got me now.
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3. |
Lantern (Live)
05:19
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That night the sun sank down
and passed through the trees,
the streets all drifted shut,
and kept you with me.
With the dim of the sun,
You’re giving us up.
The banks rising above covered the sill.
She asks if she should stay.
And since every word fell quiet and still,
she says she will.
The end of us delayed,
and fell to the ground.
Weathered by the storm
and softened by doubt.
With the dim of the sun,
You’re keeping me up.
My love, carried away, dressed by the storm
her lantern turned away.
She’s swallowed by night
and feathers of rain,
until the sun breaks.
Years flit by in a day.
But I still have you today.
You dressed in white, and I followed you out through the door.
Our backs to the wind, and my eyes cast down in the storm.
Oh, my love,
she settles down.
My love.
My love, she settles down.
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4. |
River of Sun (Live)
02:48
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I know, in the sight of my plans
with the wake of you, in another one’s hands
We could sink back
If it isn’t too much
Where we won’t find out
And just call it enough
Those nights when I couldn’t sleep
I’d slip beneath the floorboards
and I’d step into the sea
Where I could sink down
and I hope you know
You’re the wake of love
In my river of sun
I’ll climb over
Just to breath
I back down
Stay late on an empty street
In the reminder that you’ve been a little of me
for more than I could ever have known
When you speak of love
And just call it enough
Cross back and return with me
up the drive overgrown with sycamore trees
where we had set down
and I always had known
You’re my wake of love in a river of sun
I’ll climb over
If you reach
Lie back down
You’re still just a little of me
You’re the tallest of grass and the highest of trees
And if I thank god
That I ever had known
you as the wake of love
In my river of sun
And the shade of blood
In my river of sun
When I turns through love
In a river of sun
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