Who lies sunk in the dust?
Scrawling poetry to the stars above the Earth
Home lies somewhere you lost
In the arms of trees
Where you'd sing with me

Florence lights the sky with kites and kites and kites and kites…
Carrying the hospitals across the big blue sea
Who lies here in the north
Reading poetry from the stars above the Earth
Home lies there in your arms
Hold those notes for me
My Splutterheart
All I hear is the [bad word] But your fragile song still lingers on

Florence lights the sky with kites, the world tears them down
And when you woke up we were on the ground
Through these flooded eyes my sorrow meets this song
And when I woke up I knew you'd gone