Passenger

When the most high met us here below Blessed shoulder blade, you took off your clothes On the coastline, I jumped in after you Thinking that every day led to this afternoon And as you swim out into the key of sea I charm the homonym as you hum the harmony And when you turn 'round, I swear I saw you there And it felt like I was blind 'til salt was in my hair And now, the best we can do Is waiting out the winter in the living room I pray the sun's coming soon You say, "Isn't this so lovely, too?" In the window, I'm just passing time In the passive voice, trying to hook the past on a line But each I throw out, comes empty to the shore Can't catch Eliza's grace with a simple metaphor And now, the best we can do Is waiting out the winter in the living room I pray the sun's coming soon You say, "Isn't this so lovely, too? To sit and watch the seasons move" We were young once and we kind of are Riding passenger in the family car You turn the lights off along a darkened road As I count the stars above And you wonder which leads home