Texty: Raised By Swans. The Past Is The Prey.

Love
you promised me
then you led us deeper into the trees
and looped the trail where it traced the thin air
when you track the old days
remember the game

the past?s not always the prey

and we numbed the earth?s skin
when we tried to strike a spark
never known where to begin
staring backwards from the start
and the needle skips and spins
stumbling from blind to blind
let them hunt us down again
i will keep us safe tonight

on and on
you told me i was wrong then
please tell me i?ll be wrong again
a heart behind glass
in a tower of stone
i smuggled the spark
that led the forest fire home

and we numbed the earth?s skin
when we tried to strike a spark
never known where to begin
in the landscape of a heart
and the needle skips and spins
stumbling from blind to blind
let the tables turn again
i will keep us safe tonight

safe
we?re safe tonight
above the earth
an arc of escaped light
the first time we?ve been lost
to second sight
the sky?s the blind
for a pair of newborn kites
you told me i was wrong
please tell me i?ll be wrong again