somehow, we'll have to findnthe bones that we left in each other's mouthsn'cause you still have the ones that allow me to stand uprightnand now the night, it ties me tight to the bare treesnand now the night, it holds me tight to my brown kneesnthis will be a gray whale winternpulling everyone underngolden breaths going down deepernwe will need to have fireflies in our mouthsnand swallow them down, down, down, down, downnand swallow them down, down, down, down, downnnso when we leave the sky behindnwe will find ourselvesnblowing under waves black as crows' wingsnglowing under waves black as crows' wingsnso when we leave the sky behindnwe will find ourselvesnblowing under waves black as crows' wingsnglowing under waves black as crows' wingsnblowing under waves black as crows' wingsnnsomehow, we'll have to findnthe sun that we left in each other's mouthsn'cause i still have the light you left in my teethnand now the day, it throws me out on the streetsnand now the day, it throws me out of your reachnnthis will be the end of garden mothersnthrowing their fists through the wallsnfailing to catch the falling hope cloudsnshe will need to have fireflies in her belly todaynto shine their light on a path so she won't straynso she won't straynnso when she leaves the sky behindnshe will find herselfnblowing through the forest black as crows' eyesnglowing through the forest black as crows' eyesnso when she leaves the sky behindnshe will find herselfnblowing through the forest black as crows' eyesnglowing through the forest black as crows' eyesnblowing through the forest black as crows' eyes