This Blue World

This blue world and its countless sisters

And all that came before that day

Our atoms straining to a line

Was the universe in rehearsal for us?

When all the world is sucking on it's sleeve

You'll hear an urgent morse in the gentle rain

And if you plot your course on the windowpane

You'll see the coldest star in the arms of the oldest tree

You'll know to come to me

In the back of a broken car

When the blizzard blossom flew

Reading aloud with our fingers

What we both already knew

And the blizzard blossom flew

And the blizzard blossom flew

When all the world is sucking on it's sleeve

You'll hear an urgent morse in the gentle rain

And if you plot your course on the windowpane

You'll see the coldest star in the arms of the oldest tree

You'll know to come to me

A sober midnight wish flies over the rooves and down through the years

Hope that you and yours are sleeping

Safe and warm in size formation

While three chambers of my heart beat true and strong with love for another

The fourth, the fourth is yours forever