This Blue World

This blue world and it's countless sisters
And all that came before that day
Our atoms straining to align
Was the universe in rehearsal for us?When all the world is sucking on its sleeve
You'll hear an urgent morse in the gentle rain
And if you plot your course on the windowpane
You'll see the coldest star in the arms of the oldest tree
And you'll know to come to meIn the back of a broken car
When the blizzard blossom flew
Reading aloud with our fingers
What we both already knewAnd the blizzard blossom flew
And the blizzard blossom flewWhen all the world is sucking on its sleeve
You'll hear an urgent morse in the gentle rain
And if you plot your course on the windowpane
You'll see the coldest star in the arms of the oldest tree
And you'll know to come to meA sober midnight wish flies over the rooves and down through the years
Hope that you and yours are sleeping
Safe and warm in size formation
While three chambers of my heart beat true and strong with love for another
The fourth, the fourth is yours forever