Son, Ambulance - A Book Laid On Its Binding Lyrics

Our lives twist like woven threads
On an endless loom of time
We will make a quilt that is both lovely
And warm

So when you're shivering dejection
I am unwilling to laugh
Vapors, rise,
from my brow

We'll stare out on the horizon,
That moment where we end
The ocean and sky seem colorless
In times when you forget me

I will find
I always have

My heart belonged to paper
Like songs were gonna to save me
But the characters,
could not stand for me

The daughter of a map maker
And a sea-worn fisherman
Tasted the salt
Of a harbor where they wept

This book laid on its binding
My pages toss in the wind
And dreams race across my ceiling
Like fevers through my head

As I lay down
On my back

I lay down
On my back