From the recording Closed For the Season

Lyrics

Boarded up hotels by the seaside.
We watch the birds fan and form a line.
How nice to have a family and fly blindly, fly blindly, fly blindly.
 
 
Moonlight guides our steps down trail lines.
Wind blows through the words we’d never say.
The sign says “closed for the season,”
there’s no better reason
to go back the way we came.
 
 
BRIDGE
And so the frozen ground refused to die, so will I.
And so the frozen ground refused to die, so will I.
 
 
Until the light went changing,
captured in a painting.
The skyline might just save me.
 
 
Snowflakes fall like newborn babies.
Warm wires stretch between your house and mine.
We both prefer a life based on maybe... maybe?