Passenger

When the most high met us here below
Blessed shoulder blade, you took off your clothes
On the coastline, I jumped in after you
Thinking that every day led to this afternoon

And as you swim out into the key of sea
I charm the homonym as you hum the harmony
And when you turn 'round, I swear I saw you there
And it felt like I was blind 'til salt was in my hair

And now, the best we can do
Is waiting out the winter in the living room
I pray the sun's coming soon
You say, "Isn't this so lovely, too?"

In the window, I'm just passing time
In the passive voice, trying to hook the past on a line
But each I throw out, comes empty to the shore
Can't catch Eliza's grace with a simple metaphor

And now, the best we can do
Is waiting out the winter in the living room
I pray the sun's coming soon
You say, "Isn't this so lovely, too?
To sit and watch the seasons move"

We were young once and we kind of are
Riding passenger in the family car
You turn the lights off along a darkened road
As I count the stars above
And you wonder which leads home