[Verse]

In the slow day, rain falls, night came, a lingering

In the new light, what soft glow, all whispering and low

Still there's nothing in a place, no remains of moments stayed

No sparkling eyes or quiet names

In the inching nervous days, there sounds an old refrain

The way our bodies stayed, I'll hold onto my awe in a new way, delicately

Some songs spent in that old questioning

How do you hold yourself

In the pale light between the days, in the lingering

How do you hold yourself

In the strange light between the days, in the lingering