Good Air - Loom Lyrics

In some book they'll write ten years from now
I bet we'll find the answers
To those questions we posed, in amorous throes
And corporal candor
But however lucidly they solve our inquiry
It'll be, by fate, a decade late
Long enough to forget
Even in a bed as big as a room
We'd find room to disagree
You wrap the blankets round your body like a loom
I twist myself free
I need rocks or wooden planks
You'll settle for any cloud that'll hold
Your toes inch towards warmth
But my feet seek the cold
On a crowded and windworn city corner
Somewhere further east
You'll meet the man with softer hands
I never quite could be
Through falling snow
Your heart will grow
Each crack newly mended
A start so fresh
You'll blink and forget
That we ever ended
I'll be happy
You'll be happier
Even in a bed as big as a room
We'd find room to disagree
You wrap the blankets round your body like a loom
I twist myself free
I need rocks or wooden planks
You'll settle for any cloud that'll hold
Your toes inch towards warmth
But my feet seek the cold