O Tempo É Sua Morada

I carry sewn in my chest
Beads of fresh memory
Warm bread on the table
The smell rises up the stairs
I wake up and see nothing
Time is your dwelling

I carry on the hem of my skirt
Sewn in zigzag
Black coffee and a cigarette
Your singing and laughter
Echoing through the house
Time is your dwelling

If the wind took you, time is your dwelling
If the wind took you, time is your dwelling

I don't carry pain or sadness
I lay the cards on the table
And the wound heals
All attachment passes one day
And love becomes certainty
Time is your dwelling

If the wind took you, time is your dwelling
If the wind took you, time is your dwelling

I won't forget
I won't forget
I will celebrate you
I won't forget
I will celebrate you
I won't forget
I will celebrate you