You and me
Before we became enemies
Had found a safer place to be
Out here in the rain
Comfort me
Hold me like you'd want to be
And I will do the best I can
With the little that I know

It's the waiting hours that hold you up like a clock
And show you what you are
Show you what you are
The wreckage of a tree
The hope for faster speeds
And the weight of all the world

But here we are
Picking flowers out for jars
Long before the market starts
And the bustle of the day
Talk to me
In languages we'd like to speak
In the alphabet of planted seeds
With the hope for what will grow

It's the waiting hours that hold you up like a clock
And show you what you are
Show you what you are
The wreckage of a tree
The hope for faster speeds
And the weight of all the world
The weight of all the world
The weight of all the world