Calling in the Cards

Hailing streets of sorrow
A view of you below
I watched you burn up your coat turn your collar and then go
Hands upon the table
Deadbolt on the door
The pain that has no colour has no fall
Seen the face before

I had a dream I was young
Sun across my back, way out on the ocean
I had a dream it was mine
The winter of my life, I'd left it far behind

Stickers on the windows
Light across the way
I'm calling in the cards that you've left and the promises you made
Whispers in the darkness
Truth out on the road
You don't look the same but you're the same
I can feel it in my soul

I had a dream I was young
Sun across my back, way out on thе ocean
I had a dream it was mine
Thе winter of my life, I'd left it far behind