All the songs
All the rhymes
All the store-bought Valentine’s
All the fuss
All the fakes
All the excuses for a cake
All the pennies
All the wealth
All the toasts to someone’s health
All these words
Could ever be;
I know that you belong with me
All the songs
All the rhymes
All the store-bought Valentine’s
All the fuss
All the fakes
All the excuses for a cake
All the pennies
All the wealth
All the toasts to someone’s health
All these words
Could ever be;
I know that you belong with me
Without a map in stow
I journeyed high and low
I ventured to and fro
I caught you and let go
Planted long ago
What’s darkest burgeons in the chill
In the forgotten flower pot
Atop the unspoiled hill
She greets the moon on certain nights
Blooming in the still
December’s bud lasts winter long
Nourished by her will
On the other side of the Earth
And halfway through it’s orbit
A dream was all it took to wake
What’s become now dormant
Check it once
Then check it twice
Did you remember to turn off
Your secret little vice?
Our transmission doesn’t end
This connection cannot bend
We touch the other without feeling
We need not speak to know our meaning
We meet inside a sacred spot
Outside of those that can be sought
We’re past and present and future tide
Matchless against our own divide
I’m the steering round the rocks
I’m the certainty of dock
I’m the strength stitched into seams
I’m the broadness of the beam
I’m the safety in the knot
I’m the alpha after nought
Sailing through the sky
Navigated by our cosmos
When she’s full upon the Earth
Elysian follows to be followed
Tell me where you’ve been
And I’ll go back in time to find you
The future’s not enough
I don’t want a past without you
Some nights when you are stalwart
My blood does ebb and flow
I’ve sent 3,000 ships from port
Ruddered by your glow