Album: The Moon Seven Times
Carry this for me
Because I'm too old to see the road
But I feel the curve
And once I heard you kick a stone
Hasn't there been enough room
In the way it wonders
That we might not slow down
In the warm sand
Many days my hands could've passed
Weaving rocks and earth
And as a child in castles built from grass
Add enough community
With her elegant breathing
That I could hear the signs now issuing
I must've been too busy then
And we were at the traffic signal's sound
Carry this for me
Because I'm too cold to keep you close
But I can hear it sing
Between long cries it hopes to go
And there was so much room
In the way it wondered
That recklessly I look down
'Til you know