ALBUM: OUT OF THE WOODS
He calls her at home, to let her know he’ll be late.
She’s sweet on the phone. She says dinner will wait
But a cold wind blows, and his memories rattle
There’re swords to sharpen and windmills to battle
Whole but afraid, afraid but mistaken.
Sometimes we fall asleep, sometimes we awaken.
She touches his arm. Nothing much to say.
Her hand is warm, always been that way
He needs more ballast, when he starts to sway.
She’s light for his darkness unless he’s too far away
Whole but afraid, afraid but mistaken
Some dreams fall asleep, some dreams awaken
He watches her sleep, like she hasn’t a care
He’s too wide awake. He’s quiet on the stairs
He takes his thoughts for a walk, out into the night
They head due east, toward the first shades of light
Whole but afraid, afraid but mistaken
Let fear fall asleep, let love awaken.
Whole but afraid, afraid but mistaken.
Let fear fall asleep, let love awaken.
Whole but afraid, afraid but mistaken.
Let fear fall asleep, let love awaken.
