歌词
Can we go back to the minute we’d skirt through the rain
Hanging halting, suspended like hawks under planes
Can we say it’s unending and I’ll say the same
Remind me when my mind it starts to go
Everything was blurry but we were dry
Our hair blew in a hurry in the warring sky
But safe from everything we were
Can we go back to the minute we circled to land
Ebbing graceful and careful like terns in the sand
When the thought of an ending was too much to stand
Remind me when my mind it starts to go
Written by: Laura Stevenson
