music tells you who to be with, predicts yours and mine
i stumbled on your quiet love like a cardboard cabin on the treeline
it's your art and your fortress
your gentle heart puts stars in me
innocent bystander i understand what you see

i hear a songbird scratching stories of defeat
with her heart full of arrows throbbing underneath
we're sitting on the same wire, burning both the same
not like the outsiders, well this is why the hell we came

from ears to eyes it all just burst into light
the strangest purity, these feelings
they've got a way of touching everything denied
it's not a weakness if we feel so alive

if i could pour a glass for you, maybe we could chase
the end of every year until you're kissing on that face
comforting is something and you know to do it well
when the waves are greener foaming angry at the swell

our tears are cut with sugar when we share
goodness knows it's not the lightest load that we bear
i'll carve a shape, a space for you
a comforting place to curl into

from ears to eyes it all just burst into light
the strangest purity, these feelings
they've got a way of touching everything denied
it's not a weakness if we feel so alive

the waning moon, diminished just so slight
insanity is ours to howl about tonight
oh what a hunger, full and ripe!
IT'S NOT A WEAKNESS IF WE FEEL SO ALIVE