The Time It Takes - Holly Throsby

Glowing in the evening sky so well, so well

Stars that have already died

Oh well, oh well

They’re glowing and we know dear that they fell

The time it takes to make hearts break

Is the same as for a falling man to fall

The sound it makes:

The bitter call of a log that was sawn offwith a saw

A log that was sawn off with a saw

Swimming in the lake — it’s like a well, a well

And there’re some things I felt I just couldn’t tell you

I couldn’t tell

And there’re some things we believe in and we yell

The time it takes to make hearts break

Is the same as for a girl to skip a stone

And any chore, or a shirt on the floor

Is enough to make a person feel alone

Enough to make a person feel alone

There’re some things we believe in and we yell

There’re some things we believe in and we yell

The time it takes to make hearts break

Is the same as for you, babe, to walk away

And all it takes is a little shake

By a man or a woman or a grave

A man or a woman or a grave