This Blue World

This blue world and its countless sisters And all that came before that day Our atoms straining to a line Was the universe in rehearsal for us? When all the world is sucking on it's sleeve You'll hear an urgent morse in the gentle rain And if you plot your course on the windowpane You'll see the coldest star in the arms of the oldest tree And you'll know to come to me In the back of a broken car When the blizzard blossom flew Reading aloud with our fingers What we both already knew And the blizzard blossom flew And the blizzard blossom flew When all the world is sucking on it's sleeve You'll hear an urgent morse in the gentle rain And if you plot your course on the windowpane You'll see the coldest star in the arms of the oldest tree And you'll know to come to me A sober midnight wish flies over The rooves and down through the years Hope that you and yours are sleeping Safe and warm in size formation While three chambers of my heart beat true And strong with love for another The fourth, the fourth is yours forever