In the black hole of your shoulder
Through the curtain of your hair
I smelt our hands burning
If we lost it all
We could call it learning

Look at what I’ve built
From the things I’ve broken
A nest of songs so close to sleep
I give as gifts
Mourning
Soft as silk
A warning

I could help you escape
In case you didn’t want to stay
And my sensitive refrain
My pale remains
Made you scared to say

Under my freckles
Getting older
Between my breathing
Held by your stare
Lives a boy yearning
Lies a girl turning

I could help you escape
In case you didn’t want to stay
And my sensitive refrain
My pale remains
Made you scared to say

Hold the wound under the water
Count to ten then breathe again
Lover once I was a daughter
Falling sweet
Towards something more than

Hold the wound under the water
Count to ten then breathe again
Lover once I almost thought
I wouldn’t make the same mistakes