Wishlist - Thanksgiving текст песни

...and the music it changed all night

By the end of the morning
There was nothing but silence
Something gentle in tentatively surrendering

Knuckles whiten, their skin drawn tight
Their defenses were drained all night

She shouted elusive, they whispered, he wavered
But shivering plainly, embraces he gave her brought warmth
'Til the sun rose for capture