Best Slowly
I meet you
In the little feats of sleep
I catch you
In the fall back to our sheets
And I know best your eyelids
In the rapture of your silence
Broken only for me
You wake me
Like a wave that travels slow
It’s breaking
At my chest into my bones
And in the stillness of its absence
As I listen to the fan spin
Holding your heartbeat close
Out in the sin of the city
Sometimes the temperature dips
But I’ll wear your love like a sweater
Oh, I tie your arms ‘round my hips
And if I go blind by the evening
I’ll hold my hands to your face
Safe as I cup holy water
Your river my gentlest wake
I’m home now
And it seems I’ve lost my age
And I know how
The years built from those days
And I stay inside this feeling
As the sunbeam chase the ceiling
Holding your heartbeat close
It’s like an old friend told me
It’s best to become slowly
Holding your heartbeat close