Quiet Eyes
Sharon Van Etten
Moving statues in the park
Mosaic faces fading in the rain
Recalling memories of loss
Yet untouched and unscathed
Is this really a mystery life?
Where we only learn from our own mistakes
Misstep, fall down stairs
Maybe you're too wise for me
Your quiet eyes break my heart now
You're calling out, you're calling out despite it
A long car drive
Music in air
Comes from a place
Out of nowhere
Staring at stars or a lightning bug
On a faraway stair, on a torchlit night
The field of depth on those marble steps
We'll meet again in light
That's how it's done
That's how it's done
And how it's undone
That's how it starts
That's how it starts
And how it's unknown
Fall, fall
Calling out in spite of it all
Fall, fall
Will we meet again in the light?
