Summer salted all our winter wounds
And pressed them cool against the tiles,
Keep your heat when seasons die,
And darken like the night
Unfold this day into a paper crane
And fold the wings from my desires,
Courage can be written down,
I followed my longing to feel something new,
Well I trace the map in the curve of your spine,
I get lost by the hour in the blink of your eye,
In the shadowed valleys of your backbone I find
Summer tried to drown my shadow in the sea,
But my shadow swims along beneath,
And mirrors me on blackened shores,
Our darkness never leaves
I followed my longing to feel something new,
Well I trace the map in the curve of your spine,
I get lost by the hour in the blink of your eye,
In the shadowed valleys of your backbone I find
So I followed my longing,
I'm still tracing the map in the curve of your spine,
And the shadows are lengthening into the night,