These must be the colors of returning And this must be the way the darkness tastes I heard it long before I ever listened Like hearing a hailstorm from the bottom of a lake
Tell me where do my eyes go when they’re not on you? And where is my voice when I don’t call your name? The moment is far too brief for all of this waiting So come watch the earth turn with me, and the daylight change
How can we wake without question when all of the world is burning? Suddenly all on our way and at once so far Lying awake like the morning might take us where words can’t follow Waiting to find our way in the dark
Can you hear the light grow from its shadow? Can you count the days? They all fall away We let the morning rise over our worries Just one bright sheet of moonlight, few nights past the full
How can we wake without question when all of the world is burning? Suddenly all on our way and at once so far Lying awake like the morning might take us where words can’t follow Waiting to find our way in the dark