You should go out, and I'll stay in – My engagements are unrelenting It feels as if my time's run out, I think my clock dear, is just resetting Oh, the winter it pulls me into its fire and I can't put out The seasons change your eye color affecting how well you see me now I'm no particular poet I just try to roll and figure out my line But when the wind starts to pick up I'd really like your hopes with mine Talk to me long I'll pull you out like a ribbon and Wrap you around the base of a mountain The vessel that creeps round the globe round the sphere, Is coming to see us the same time next year So speak to me strong, I know that you're scared to But you got to unfurl, cause I have you just where I want you Laying on this strip of dry land, Drawing all that lines your palm into the sand The feathers you keep in a vase in my home Have made me a bird that'll never grow old Mix and match plumes for patchwork dove Takes me off a-yearning for the age of my love And time feels unsafe, like an egg in a rose Just waiting in the center for it's petals to unclose So, I'll collect my years and you collect your feathers Many moons will only do us better