Tremble / Ring

Stained glass panes in the window frame
Cold light through the arch
Strings below our favorite place
Harmonize and scar

Swiped some art that I thought she'd like
Lightly tore the seams
Blackberry summer, wide brush sky
Fuel an afternoon's dream

There's a warmth in the stolen breeze
A springing in her shoes
Crumbling umber burns to golden green
Watercolor hues

Got a call from my mom today
Said the tests came back
They found two more, she goes in March
Left me anxious, open wide
Hands reach out, unseen

Walk between his favorite leaves
Nerves all tested true
Without a whisper, they start to sing
Hidden chorus, blue and green
Colors tremble
True words ring



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Vaughan
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