In spaces between lightness
Where your cedars swallow snow
Bloated limbs caught in gnarls of your tresses tumbling overgrown
It's there I traced your face with branches
Sowed seed with the hair you left
So your saplings burgeon in bloom, gathered round our room
That way I'll keep you in this place
We once kept so filled with love
Don't let her in or I won't let her leave
I'll tie our roots deep and bind our leaves
Tie our roots deep and bind our leaves
We'll stand as paired towering trees
Winds can sigh our reasons not to leave
And in our rotted hollows we can grieve
(And in our rotted hollows we can grieve
And in our rotted hollows we can grieve)