Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Talking to Fog, artist - Iron & Wine. Album song Weed Garden, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 30.08.2018
Record label: Sub Pop
Song language: English
Talking to Fog |
This is our surrender to the garden, to the weeds |
All our stars are turning back to stone |
This is waking to our morning, falling through our floor |
Our broken hearts as hard as broken bones |
Sorrow says «believe me, you can walk into my mouth» |
But every time we have, it’s hard to leave |
Let’s say it like the sunrise when it’s talking to the fog |
We’re both looking for a light in the window of a house |
Beneath our winter branches, underneath our winter clouds |
But it’s hard to find |
Lovers all surrender, like the garden and the weeds |
It’s all we say when saying what we mean |
Our arms are full of water and the water all wants out |
Like our meadow birds giving back their wings |
Sorrow says «believe me, you can climb into my trees» |
We know it’s harder to get down each time we do |
Let’s say it like the sunrise talking to the fog |
We’re both listening for music by a river after dark |
In every space we’re making as we pull ourselves apart |
But it’s hard to find |
Sorrow says «believe me, you can beat into my breast» |
And all our bandages and bruises know it’s true |
Let’s say it to the sunrise, shaking us awake |
We’re both reaching out for love, outside wanting in |
To a room that’s made of moonlight and the walls are warm as skin |
Where our memories of singing fill the air behind our heads |
And our meadow bugs are living for the only flowers left |
Where our burns return their fire and the cold can have our clothes |
Where our dying deer is folded on the soft side of the road |
Where the wind is our direction and the waves say «come along» |
Where the faces of our family and friends go on and on |
But it’s hard to find |