Last saturday i stood in your entry way
that place where we used to wait
for cars to carry us away

like once in this storm, they drove me and justin home
the music was just being born
it was all i was longing for


now im on a plane
off singin my songs again, oh please dont think ill of it

cause its the reason i exists
but you, youre the crutch of a cripple
you're the calm of a conscience

you're the peace that i have found
when all these voices talk too loud you are quietly reassuring me
With the hands of a healer

And the tongue of a teacher
its your voice that I have known
To be the first one on the phone

Yeah, you ran all the lights to the hospital

So don't you say to me

That life's a trap
The future is nothing but a tragedy
'Cos I'll be out of that window

Yeah, I'll start wishing to die again
Just say we're not walking backwards, kid
And show me to the door

And I'll walk behind
Out into the hot sunlight
Where the world's very much alive

Even when I close my eyes

Well, should I admit

That my promise is counterfeit
That I'm careless and childish
And that's all I can hope to be

And would you concede
That I think only of myself
I refuse everybody's help

Who has been reaching out for me
Well, you reach with the soul of a sailor
And the swing of a miner

You have cleared the rock away
Leaving gold there in its place
And it is more than anyone could claim

Oh, with the sense of a banker
And with the touch of a tailor
You saved this life for me

And you have sown it to beauty
And I am grateful now and I will always be


So would you sing with me
The song is all I know
Some truths are told now only in a melody

So I've been writing a new one
Yeah, I've been taking my time with it
It's gonna be so perfect

It's gonna hold all of us inside of it
You will see
If you just add your harmony

I think it would be complete
And be worthy of singing
Becomes a symphony


Yeah, you're the cool of the water
You're the start of the summer

Keep me still like a anchor
In a storm you're the cellar
When I'm heavy with worry make me light as a feather

When I'm deafened by anger you're the song I remember
With the grace of a dancer and the strength of a pillar
When I'm starving to suffer you just fill me with laughter

You're a poet
And a saint
You are the only one I choose to imitate

Oh, like the love of a father through the eye of a camera
It's this picture I have seen
We're on a sloping hill of green
And you are walking there beside me