| [ti:Holding] | |
| [ar:Grouper] | |
| [al:] | |
| [01:11.78] | I hear you calling and I want to come |
| [01:19.06] | Run straight into the valleys of your arms and disappear there |
| [01:30.72] | But I know my love could fail you |
| [01:45.36] | Because in a clearing when the sunlight comes |
| [01:52.39] | Exposing all the shadows in our intricate behavior |
| [02:04.47] | I see a sort of fading |
| [02:22.01] | We build our own unfolding |
| [02:36.32] | It's in the morning when the sadness comes |
| [02:42.89] | The tears fall down in patterns on the windows |
| [02:49.51] | And our shape is undone |
| [02:55.63] | You only wanted holding |
| [03:11.38] | And I let my structure fail you |
| [03:24.88] | You know, I watched as it unfolded |
| [03:43.64] | And in the image of the other hand |
| [03:50.92] | A needle drawing pictures in the blood that runs the valley |
| [04:02.77] | Your honesty engraves me |
| [04:15.37] | Stay the line |
| [04:20.02] | The pain of its derailing |
| [04:34.09] | And in the water |
| [04:36.93] | Where a mirror opens up |
| [04:43.14] | To show the gravity of non-repeating patterns |
| [04:54.06] | When no one else can hold you |
| [05:10.62] | Come in and then unfold |
| [05:23.10] | Oh the lines |
| [05:27.34] | I'm lying just to hold you |
| [05:42.51] | It's in the evening when the moonlight comes |
| [05:49.64] | Illuminating silver in the rivers as they run into the sea |
| [06:02.23] | The beauty of their failure |
| [06:18.51] | As the tides erase their lining |
| [06:35.62] | There's nothing left to hold to |