Passenger - Two tales
Light up my lantern, I’ll cut you a path,We’ve walked for hours and it’s getting darkWe left the roadside in search of aid,Wind-screen shattered and tire marks madeI’ve never seen someone bleeding like this,Rip off your sleeve and clench your wristI’ll light the stove and sit by the hearth,Orangey glow light the wintry darkWe kept her bedroom exactly the same,Winters they followed and Summers they cameHe’d bash around, banging down on the floorI sit alone with an eye on the doorStop in this clearing, we’ll stay here tonightPress up against me, I’ll hold you so tightI got these matches, we’ll let off some smokeAnd maybe they’ll see up and maybe they won’tBlanket of leaves hide the light from the stars,I’ll lie awake listening out for carsHe stares through curtains when he talks to the night,I sit and listen for tires on the driveI keep on waiting and he keep on talkingJust stop him talking, please stop him talkingNo, give me silenceGive me silence,Give me silenceOh, no…