The Kite String and the Anchor Rope

I think of us lately all dressed to the night I think of us lying and so calmed in wine I think of us brething and brething in time We are the beaters that drum in the night And the silence comes And you can't help but sigh We exhale when the battle is won You exhale and the thread is undone You're the forest each side of the road You're the swimmer with pockets of stones Oh in me you are the kite string and the anchor rope I think of us sleeping to some warmer climes Walking out into the cold empty tide I think of us dancing, oh dancing all night Walking home later and later at night You're falling to sleep for the very last time It's oh nice to see That look in your eyes And the people they beg, to see you again So put on your shoes Take off from your mind And the silence comes And you can't help but sight And you can't help but sigh We exhale when the battle is won You exhale and the thread is undone You're the forest each side of the road You're the swimmer with pockets of stones Oh in me you are the kite string and the anchor rope The kite string and the anchor rope The kite string and the anchor rope The kite string and the anchor rope