Carriages - Tiny Ruins

Noise before the dawn lures me up and about

Padding on bare feet, quiet as a lover’s doubt

All of the railings black against the light

Early cars cold, and tired eyes

Workaday, workaday

Carriages of the night cry by

Can you weave me a forgiving sea?

Sew me a boat to get back to thee?

Will you build me an honest bridge

That I may cross when I come to it?

Find me a pair of fool-proof wings

Spin me a story that unwinds and sings

All of the trials of my good friends

All of the ways to save and make amends

Strike me at this hour so clear

But a thieving sky, she steals me here

Can you weave me a forgiving sea?

Sew me a boat to get back to thee?

Will you build me an honest bridge

That I may cross when I come to it?

Find me a pair of fool-proof wings

Spin me a story that unwinds and sings