Where the Winters End

May your seasons find their end

May your crowns change on your head

May you learn to walk with the dead,

And feel the living hand in kind

May your mouth find every word

May your ecstasies be heard

May you always continue to burn,

And to warm the ones you need

Take me to the place where the winters stop

We dug with our hands, and buried our love

I know we only left if there for us

But we’re getting older

May my voice continue to rise

May my arrow find every lie

May I never avert my eyes

And find comfort in the dark

Take me to the place where the winters stop

Where I held your hand, and locked away love

It’s wet and warm and hidden in the leaves

I know you wouldn’t want it left beneath

When we were young, it sheltered my belief

I know we only left it there for us

But we’re getting older