Open Tales

Under the swampy glow

With glossy green, prairie tide

It's where our goodwill painted its own

Our clothes held us tight

Closer, closer, you were close to me

When our hearts painted their own

Over northern hills, our cryptic tales breed the script

Darling, don't forget our clasp in the stairwell

In the stairwell

Untouched, a city froze

We felt the wind in our bones

That's when we left our dreams, we left them alone

Under gleaming Aprils, our open tales, tell our love story

Darling, don't forget the words that gave us breath

Over northern hills, our cryptic tales breed the script

Darling, don't forget our clasp in the stairwell

In the stairwell

Gleaming Aprils, our open tales, tell our love story

Darling, don't forget the words that gave us breath