Tatum Spring Songtext
von Nick Shoulders

Lord I was born to sing
I′ve learned to lean into troubled breath
Lend me a smile, can't call for a while
Lying awake again
Fingers braiding stems
And casting dreams like a skipping stone
Our skin gliding at first light
Your embrace is my home
Back where there′s spiders, under the coffee mugs
Stoke every fire, give every knot a tug


There'll be bats flying, above the gravel bar
I wanna put a root down where you are
Road home is lit by falling stars
Miles melt by wantonly
Ever wanting of your breath
Spindle, spade or blossomed glade
Sit soft against my chest
I love you through the swelter
And when the frost flowers bloom
Lacing palms to parting sighs

Hum softly to the moon
Back where there's spiders, under the coffee mugs
Stoke every fire, give every knot a tug
There′ll be bats flying, above the gravel bar
I wanna put a root down where you are
Road home is lit by falling stars
Pain will not define me
Though these wounds are deep
Pain it was so blinding, there were promises to keep
Trespass or trespass against

Oh what I have undone
What I wouldn′t give to see
Your hair dry in the sun
Back where there's spiders, under the coffee mugs
Stoke every fire, give every knot a tug
There′ll be bats flying, above the gravel bar
I wanna put a root down where you are
Road home is lit by falling stars