On a day like this, a hundred lifetimes ago

You on a shore, across the point

I looked through my hands and you drew me a line

When you were mine

On a world like this, a hundred turns left to go

Deep in a room, which I've never seen

Outside it's so cold but I'm waiting for time

When you were mine



Plenty of islands between now and then

Rocks break the boats of the painted face men

And they drown, and they're born

And they live once again

And this all happens

When you were mine















In a storm like this, a hundred kisses of snow

You with another so easily sleep

What's real and what's dreamt become close and entwine

When you were mine