I'm walking through cloudless air on a promise to be back home
Following the river winding its way to the cottage door
Was today for the sake of yesterday?
And where will that leave tomorrow with no promise of home?

But there's more to life than what I've seen
But there's still light left in the day we go
The life in what you've seen is your salvation

The start of winter always feels the same
(I know that you are not)
So tradition bound that when you came into this town
(I know that you are not)
You had a key to every door except your own
(I know that you are not)
Like a diamond that's lost its shine
We're just dust passing through time

And it's only half of what I've seen
But there's still life left in the day we go
The life in what you've seen is your salvation

Out of the light
In a secret life
Our [bad word] dry
We were haunted by that night
And blew smoke into the sky
As our grave it washed up in the tide
But in our mystery we've said our goodbyes