Collarbone, 2011 - Ceres

Oh Tom, we’ve been walking for days

And I’ve stayed awake for you

I wanna stay awake for me

Like I need you to

I fell asleep

Dreamed you were next to me

It’s a funny kind of ache

It never seems to fade

Tell me how your hair falls over his collarbone

And empty out your heart on your way back to his home

And here we go again, a needle and a pen

Rearrange that aching space that everyone left

Everyone left

And now I can make out your initials

In almost everything I see

It’s kind of like you leave them there for me

But I know you don’t

Or at least I don’t think you do

It’s a funny kind of ache

It’s a funny kind of ache

It’s a funny kind of ache

Tell me how your hair falls over his collarbone

And empty out your heart on the way back to his home

And here we go again, a needle and a pen

Rearrange that aching space that everyone left

Everyone left

I wanna know, and I

I wanna know, and I

I wanna know, and I

I wanna know, and I

I wanna know, and I

I wanna know, and I

I wanna know, and I

I wanna know, and I

Tell me how your hair falls over his collarbone

And empty out your heart on the way back to his home

And here we go again, a needle and a pen

A needle and a pen

Rearrange the empty space inside your heart