Tendons
Careful of the morning, careful of the night
Careful of them hunting the ideas we leave behind
Those preachers and their stories, drunkards and their vows
We clung onto each other, there was no one else around
Tendons that we are, tendons stretched too far
Tangled up and heavy, winding steady
Tender in the dark, we're fractions of a star
Held above a story for a moment only
I can't decide (decide), one needs building (building)
And one needs digging (digging), and one needs filling in
This love, this love is like a swarm
We can't see through it, we can't hold thorns
Tendons that we are, tendons stretched too far
Tangled up and heavy, winding steady
Tender in the dark, we're fractions of a star
Held above a story for a moment only
Until it breaks clean, until it takes me
Until we hollow the thought
Nothing this close can enjoy permanence
I think I understand, the past is circling
Nothing that's lit can be in flames this long
You said, you said I had all the fighting, maybe
Maybe it's something, maybe it's real
Not faded like flowers from yesterday's field
Aimless on a fated road
This life, it keeps us hunting
'Cause I'm not home
Throw my bones, empty me
Held so tight, it's all I see
Let your grief pour into me
Tell me now, is this what you wanted?
(Is this what you wanted?)
Let yourself pour into me
Tendons that we are, tendons stretched too far
Careful of them hunting the ideas we leave behind
Those preachers and their stories, drunkards and their vows
We clung onto each other, there was no one else around
Tendons that we are, tendons stretched too far
Tangled up and heavy, winding steady
Tender in the dark, we're fractions of a star
Held above a story for a moment only
I can't decide (decide), one needs building (building)
And one needs digging (digging), and one needs filling in
This love, this love is like a swarm
We can't see through it, we can't hold thorns
Tendons that we are, tendons stretched too far
Tangled up and heavy, winding steady
Tender in the dark, we're fractions of a star
Held above a story for a moment only
Until it breaks clean, until it takes me
Until we hollow the thought
Nothing this close can enjoy permanence
I think I understand, the past is circling
Nothing that's lit can be in flames this long
You said, you said I had all the fighting, maybe
Maybe it's something, maybe it's real
Not faded like flowers from yesterday's field
Aimless on a fated road
This life, it keeps us hunting
'Cause I'm not home
Throw my bones, empty me
Held so tight, it's all I see
Let your grief pour into me
Tell me now, is this what you wanted?
(Is this what you wanted?)
Let yourself pour into me
Tendons that we are, tendons stretched too far
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Writer(s): Rhiannon Bryan, Rhydian Davies
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