Paroles de All The Things

Flickering lamp, green flame Distant whine of the whining trains Petrichor morning, luminescent wave Buried vein of gold, I'll never see your face All the things I cannot hold I cannot save All the things I cannot hold I cannot save Fallen ginkgo leaf, tattered moth wing Crushed grass, lone tumbleweed Dark sunrise, broken pink vase Deep electric eel, silver sand in space All the things I cannot hold I cannot save All the things I cannot hold I cannot save You are everywhere, shadow in the eaves Fleet-footed messenger of oceanic feeling You are my medicine to soothe the lonely My poet's bread to fuel a memory All the things I cannot hold I cannot save All the things I cannot hold I cannot save