What Arrows

It curves in through the weather It's coming from above And it brought us together It guided us to touch And it moves in a rhythm yeah What tender tailor came And pushed a thread through each of us? then he left us alone To walk our length oblivious But our feet fall in a rhythm yeah It's there if you're listening i can't believe it, i think i believe in this What arrow? at what angle? and what angel? Did he wait until we met? In that holy moment, oh, did he throw it? To pin our broken bodies here? To see us writhe in a rhythm yeah It's there if you're listening I can't believe it, i think i believe in this We open the door and we're in the river But we're not getting wet Rush hour comes and we go above their heads We don't even fold our hands Open the door and we're in the forest Y'know we ain't getting scared Bring me the cliff, i'm going over it Let her just reel me in