I showed him your photograph
For the first time on that night before he left
With his old and clouded gaze
He drank in your laughing face
With a laboured breath, he told me you were beautiful
Right then, years of enmity dissolved away
I was six again in school clothes in his arms
A French hillside, and the hall
Where he cushioned my first fall
Maybe he knew it's you I would be falling for
Oh, I know it's only early days
But I want a life with you
Four walls and the sky with you
Does that sound okay?
You held me through his funeral
'Til I went alone to say my last goodbye
But I couldn't very well
See my father in that shell
Only the Ever-Empty in its open eyes
He wasn't there in those grand, wounded eulogies
Or the laughter of the mourners drifting home
But in a tiny Richmond bar
Sharing ciders after dark
I could feel him in the music when you hummed along
Oh, I know it's only early days
But I want a life with you
Four walls and the sky with you
Oh, I know it's only early days
But I wanna cry with you
Never hide from you
Burn apple pie with you
Drink in the afternoon
Under the aching moon
Worship the way you move
Gracefully leave our youth
Hold it inside us too
Start a few lives anew
Move somewhere wild and blue
One day, like he taught me to
I wanna die with you
Does that sound okay?