Indigo shadows, the glass is cold Stories in silver and threads of gold
I'm counting the seconds, the city glows Following where the kinetic river flows
Let it spark, let it catch the air Light in the logic of everywhere We are the fire in the winter freeze High gloss magic and memories Memories, memories
Prism reflections on velvet sleeves Gathered in patterns the mind believes
High-end energy, communal breath Life in the rhythm defying death
Let it spark, let it catch the air Light in the logic of everywhere We are the fire in the winter freeze High gloss magic and memories Memories, memories
Luminescent, moving slow Watch the entire world start to glow Now we're rising, now we're gold Break the silence, leave the cold
Let it spark, let it catch the air Light in the logic of everywhere We are the fire in the winter freeze High gloss magic and memories Memories, memories
Indigo embers Yeah, we're gold
Paper Holidays
Lyrics
The cedar box is heavy With the scent of five years past A spool of wire and silver beads A light that couldn't last
I found a sugar candy cane That's turned back into dust And in the static on the street The copper's gained some rust
Oh, the holidays are paper things That tear if held too tight We're chasing ghosts in hallways lit By artificial light The calendar is folding in The seasons start to blur But for a moment, I can feel the way we really were
I hear the kettle whistle Through the hum of distant cars The frosting on the window glass Resembles crooked stars
There's a comfort in the repetition In the rituals we keep A secret told in winter wind Before the world's asleep
Oh, the holidays are paper things That tear if held too tight We're chasing ghosts in hallways lit By artificial light The calendar is folding in The seasons start to blur But for a moment, I can feel the way we really were
And I know that when the morning comes The magic will retract The joy is not a permanent Unbreakable, static fact But the memory is heavy And the love is here to stay In the silver and the dust And the fading light of day
Oh, the holidays are paper things That tear if held too tight We're chasing ghosts in hallways lit By artificial light The calendar is folding in The seasons start to blur But for a moment, I can feel the way we really were
The way we really were, the way we were Just for a moment
Orange Peel And Cloves
Lyrics
Long shadows stretch across the yard The afternoon is tucked away A velvet glove for every leaf To hide the blue of dying day
We're tracing patterns on the glass A fog of breath, a silent sigh Watching how the light turns gold Along the spruce and silver pine
Oh, let the world catch fire in white Every little spark it gives Hold the wonder in the palm In the way the shadows shift It's the season of the sun in hiding But the heart is open wide
The kitchen smells like orange peel And cloves tucked in a wooden bowl A quiet hum of voices low A quiet warmth that feeds the soul
No rush to reach the morning light We're settled in the velvet gray Finding magic in the way The frost has nowhere else to stay
Oh, let the world catch fire in white Every little spark it gives Hold the wonder in the palm In the way the shadows shift It's the season of the sun in hiding But the heart is open wide
Breath in the cold, it's crystallized Everything is fine in the winter light Wait for the click, wait for the hum Knowing the best is yet to come
Oh, let the world catch fire in white Every little spark it gives Hold the wonder in the palm In the way the shadows shift It's the season of the sun in hiding But the heart is open wide
The light is coming home Stay warm in the hollows In the way the light follows
