Sands dripping down from our feet,
right beneath the pier's edge where we were first to meet.
And I caught you once but you let me down twice,
I don’t know how.
And there’s a place we would all go to sing.
Yeah, we’d gather 'round the old town church to hear those bells ring.
I’ll never forget those days
when I was worthy of your love.
I promise I won’t make a sound,
'cause I figure you no longer want me around.
And I know that the days will pass,
and soon we’ll be rid of these things.
So let soft words be spoken,
and join in these winter hymns.
Crows flying out with old wings,
bated breath with lungs that barely have the strength to sing.
And I fought you once but you let me win twice,
I don’t know why.
And there’s a chapter that I keep on trying to read,
but the pages stick and crumble where your fingers used to be.
I’ll never forget your hands,
'cause they were always pushing me.
I promise I won’t make a sound,
'cause I figure you no longer want me around.
And I know that the days will pass,
and soon we’ll be rid of these things.
So let soft words be spoken,
and join in these winter hymns.
Just let us grow... your patience was lost in the sea.
Just don’t go... and all this darkness will come.
My heart is in stormy weather,
and the pain is all I have for now,
and I’m homebound.
But I promise I won’t make a sound,
'cause I figure you no longer want me around.
And I know that the days will pass,
and soon we’ll be rid of these things.
So let soft words be spoken,
and join in these winter hymns.