If I never get back home
There's no garden overgrown,
No widows in the walls,
No widows left alone

No shirts to hang or fold
No kid out in the cold,
No widows on the walls,
No windows on the phone

If I'm stuck out here alone
If I'm stranded here all year
With just nothing left at home
No widows disappear

If the wheels jump off the road
There's no here to know
There's no perfect love above
No punishment below

When they shake, say the wings won't break.
When they shake, say the wings won't break.