Nothing sung in the covers of the night
Has made it out alive
There is no such thing as lying awake in peace
I think of how
I can be written into the lines of your palms
And that the sound of forever could be your voice
I think of putting my breath in another's body
Of trusting my name in his mouth
I think of being careful with you
Of doing everything right
So that we can see just how many heavens
Were made for us