Quiet Ways from Passenger Seat by Claire Adams

I’ve been sitting alone with these thoughts for so long
I don’t know what to think
Settled in, said and done, we‘ve been sailing along
But I’m starting to sink

Now the same light that wakes me
just comes to unmake the bed
the harbinger of day, comes to break it instead
And the silence resounds with things better unsaid
how I love your quiet ways

But now I’m on fire
Won’t you bring words like water?
And it’s down to the wire
You could say anything…

On these days when I’m down
The world keeps spinning around
Pulls the sea to the sand
And I’m combing the beach
For something within my reach
That’s still out of my hands

And the same light that wakes me
Just comes to unmake me
Cast on these shores by the night that forsakes me
Howl in my ears, it’s the silence that breaks me
How I love your quiet ways

But now I’m on fire
Won’t you bring words like water?
And it’s down to the wire
You could say anything…

Oh that you love me even though you don’t understand
When I’m caught in a wave, swimming for land, taking your hand

Won't you bring words like water?
You could say anything...

I’ve been sitting alone with these thoughts for so long
I don’t know what to say
Yet a world set in stone will still turn itself around
Each and every day

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