Lines Written In Winter

I'm down below the bridge like a comet in a dungeon
This cardboard lies between me and bedlam like a sapphire
The snow falls heavy in
The north reflecting tail-lights in shop fronts
The beat of feet report the last one leaving out of sight

I'd give it over just to hear you say
I need to see you
Completely
I want to tell you that I make your bed
I break it up and I do it again
Just so it feels like you've been here
But I know that you're not coming home

You're lost between the glitter of winter and the big world darkness

I watched childhood parents depart
I was dormant in the doldrums
Those winters flickered on tables for laughter to reunite
Sleet and hail on the skylight like sheets wrapping beds of white
I painted pictures of them depicting angels in heaven

I'd give it over just to hear you say
When I was missing you came out walking
I want to tell you that I make your bed
I break it up and I do it again
Just so it feels like you've been here
But I know that you're not coming home

You're lost between the glitter of winter and the big world darkness

Home, home, home, home