TIMBRE
Drip drop, pitter patter on the rooftop
Hope this tin roof holds
A couple of feet and I can hear you shivering
They say a little rain won’t hurt you
But a lot of loving will
If you and I could stop our bickering with the weather
Why, this storm would pass and we could lay here still
I’m wide awake and listening
Ain’t gonna break the silence
‘Til I trust that you will meet me there
Night frost starts to glisten on the cross beams
This place is too exposed
Pitter patter’s fallen silent but it chills me deeper
We’re in for snow
We’ve taken sides, we’ve drawn a line
This great divide is only a couple of two-by’s wide
I have always used my words to cross the mountains of your anger
Maybe not this time
I’m wide awake and listening
Ain’t gonna break the silence
‘Til I trust that you will meet me there
Don’t be afraid of whispering
It’s getting late
And I can feel a bit of morning in the air
Clear dawn comes a’creeping through the window
Sunlight hits our toes
Bitter silence takes a breath, fades to morning stillness
Time to let it go
Hard to listen to your demons with the singing of the birds
Take a sip of water, sit up straight, catch my gaze and hold it gently
Slowly choose your words
I’m wide awake and listening
Ain’t gonna break the silence
‘Til I trust that you will meet me there