like the words in your letter
there are some things ill never know
but it never felt so cold
i remember when i never used to feel
like the way we used to throw ourselves
carrying, carrying, carrying
cover me, cover me, cover me
carrying, carrying, carrying
voices ill always listen to
like the cold from the bottom
there are things im afraid to know
to the light, with the eyes
in the leaves, in the voice
carrying, carrying, carrying
cover me, cover me, cover me
carrying, carrying, carrying
voices ill always listen to