You're not done
You just broke a bone
Oh, dove
You're not the one that's gone
To be ours
Like the trees on our shores
All tweezed
Cliffs eat away at our knees
On my knees
I want to tell your story, don't say you're sorry
Rest and heal
You used to be my spear without fear
You had the will
I want to give you time, give you mine, until you heal
You used to speed your way through the fields
But now you're still
Soon we'll roam
There'll be shade once more
We'll stray
Oblivious of boats sailing home
Sailing home
