The Sender

The long and heartless sky,
A year ago, my true love and I,
Cold creek copper stone,
Crossed the bridge and we headed home,

Light that kills your eyes,
Beat my lovers eyes,
A child will put you right,
They go riding by,
Above our heads.

Beneath this willow tree,
Silent words they comfort me,
Technicolours touch the sky,
Casting shadows from you and I,

Memories turn to grey,
Weary hearts they say,
In time will put to rest,
They'll go riding by,
Above our heads,
Above our heads,
Above our heads.

Wrapped in mystery,
She searched those corners of ruined streams,
Ones that travelled so far,
Found her in that dug out bar,

Lust is twisting turn,
Weeping eyes they burn,
Night of love undressed,
They'll go riding by,
Above our heads,
Above our heads.

Is it passed you by,
one paper promise now locked inside,
the star is young and old,
Sent when left and cold,

Sender's sweet surprise,
To meet your lovers eyes,
Time will cut you dead,
They'll go burning by,
Above our heads,
Above our heads,
Above our heads,
Above our heads.