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, 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 (decide).
What need's building (building).
What needs digging (digging).
What needs filling in.
This love this love is like a swarm!
You 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, in yesterday's field.
Aimless on a fated road!
This life it keeps us hunting,
Cuz I'm not home, throw my bones.
Empty me, held so tight, it'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...
