Can I tell you that I'm having a bad night?

Will you come over? I'll make dinner, just bring wine

We'll listen to shanties and old folk songs

Poorly harmonize until the neighbours cry

We'll do the dishes, you can wash, I'll dry

What awaits tomorrow, I don't know

So tie your fraying edges to my soul

The dishes make up towers, dragons guard each grain of gold

So embroider me with laughter, keep me close

Then your shoulder brushes mine

You dig my heart out from my sleeve with just your eyes

Place one hand in mine and the other on my side

We'll dance as if there's no reason to be terrified

To ballads about villains losing fights

Into the great unknown we go

So braid our hands together, don't let go

The dishes make up towers, dragons guard each grain of gold

But you'll never need to cry yourself to sleep alone

They were woven, the plates left in the sink

Somewhere among the roots of our souls

When I say "we must, we should, be better", you hum my name

And wrap me in the tapestry of fate

In threads that tickle my chest, stir me awake