Wend your way through me
With a call from my father
And the fear you leave
Set me wandering
In the blush of the morning
With a weight to keep
Some thought of longing, waiting for the sun
You can keep and shelter
If I could have known
Would I bend?
To get you back from the side of my head, and
I never thought to wonder if
I'd thank god for all of this fiction
Thank god you said whatever's on your mind
Were you more to me
Than the lake, and the harbor
And the tallest trees?
The thought we wouldn't speak
Spools on the table
And slips beneath
Some thought of longing, waiting for the sun
You can keep and shelter
If I could have known
Would I bend?
To get you back from the side of my head, and
I never thought to wonder if
I'd thank god that this is my fiction
And thank god you said whatever's on your mind
Thank god you said whatever's on your mind
The Lake bowed down
