VIEW FROM OUR BEDROOM WINDOW

You are sleeping in the room alone now
 You are restless in the night
 When the lightning from the storm strikes, you shine
 For a second in the light
 I wait
 For a moment when the weather breaks
 I can feel you in the mattress shake
 I can see the way an old pain holds you
 Morning falling in the frame
 You stay down
 I faced my failure in no way I escaped it
 In the calm before a breakdown takes
 Like a rapture in the night
 You fight hard
 I faced my own pain in no way I embraced it
 In the bedroom with the door locked tight
 Like a coward when the flash burns bright I'll hide
 Your hands burnt on the torch's flame
 Lighting the path away
 Brighter than lightning and burning
 Striking the ground
 We spend summers awake
 We shake at shadow shapes
 The wind it rattles our chains
 We're always turning around
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 You were standing in the doorway
 You were staring in the flames
 How the fire from the house next door mixed
 With the colors from the cop cars
 I saw
 Neighbors gathered in the alleyway
 In the summer in the heat
 I wait for a way that I can chase your pain out
 Gather water for the flames
 I wait
 Nights we both shook
 Any noise echoed in our room
 Rattled on the floor like shells scattering
 Or like hail falling on the hood of our car
 Do you remember that drive south?
 Coastbound just us two
 Savannah west in the mirror
 And winter in rearview burning
 How the storm fell so harshly we felt swallowed
 And traffic stopped before and behind us
 Hard rain in sheets grey and unbroken
 Hazards flashed dimly in all directions
 Like small satellites or like lighthouse beacons
 We turned the radio off
 I gripped the wheel tight
 When the storm burst and clouds split suddenly open to the sky
 All colors at once and us dumbstruck with love and terror both
 As if before us stood temples ancient and terrifying
 The light refracting truth to see death and life in all things
 Your hands burnt on the torch's flame
 I was the last to change
 Strike me like a lightning bolt and burning me down
 Your hands burnt on the torch's flame
 I was the last to change
 Strike me like a lightning bolt and burning me down
 The wind rattles our chains
 We shake our fists at the pain
 We shake at shadow shapes
 We cup our hands in the storm
 And watch our houses burning
 We catch the rain to fight it