There is a fault
Running through everything
And you and I 
Are the columns of a building

You whistled something
Set the waters bubbling
And if it sounds good
And if it feels good
Then love it is

If you don't hold me up
I might not hold you
Is that a lie, I
I already do

The harmony
Of every pitch we ever breathed
There's been a night
In every color you can see

I promise some things
Silent as planks of wood
Your hand on my back
That's holding back every flood