The clay is in the kiln now
To burn the colors deep
And in the end you sounded
A lot like my family
And I'm not built for this weather
Forever out of your Ivy League
And I know no one's bestowing trophies for my type of proclivity
There's a bright light in me
I would have died for you to notice
I know I get dark but
I was born on the winter solstice
I'll wash the sheets
You can throw in the towel
Soon enough we'll both be saying
The daylight's lasting longer now
The daylight's lasting longer now
And when it was over
The hindsight was closure
And you were the one with the darkness