And she whispers, three times, quietly, like saints
I turn from her face, I turn through the lace
I turn just in case
She's changed her mind
My eyes like pennies, my sun-blessed fingertips
My heart is beating, beating, beating, beating
Inside my lips
One, two, she's blue
She remembers turning her head back and forth with ease
She shook up her mind
They were all of a kind
Trying so hard to find
Inside faith without regret
A song for everyone, a word of commonality
In moments like these these knocking knees
Wish you'd stayed behind
One, two, she's blue
Sunday, she was proud
She widened her eyes, she found a surprise
She learned how to try
With a fist full of words
Five alive, not so many survived
Five alive, he didn't survive
Under this skin, light-time for a cry
Under this skin, light-time for a cry
She was all that I forgot
To write on my skin, to hold under my chin
To let loose and grin
With arms wide across the sky
Sometimes the end of that song feels like the end
Of the world, and spinning, spinning, never winning
She cried in our names
One, two, she's blue
Her arms nothing
She was the only breath awake
She was under the wall and trying to crawl
The smallest, after all
Should be expected to scream
They said she was lucky
But like a real martyr
I don't think she ever believed
That cradle song
One, two, she's blue
And she whispers, three times, quietly like saints
I turned from her face, I turned through the lace
I turned just in case
She'd changed her mind
My eyes like pennies, my sun-blessed fingertips
My heart was beating inside my lips
One, two, she's blue