In the slowdown In the middle of death Iowa is on the eyelids Falling forward Falling far from the flood, salt in hand Hitting the cold ground standing You're awake, I'm awake You got up, I got up Drove together to Decorah Singing Judee it's enough This is life after life I ate it up clean Bought that more is a goal to feed Now all I want is what I need And I need you next to me It's so easy To get buried in our own time Rolling over and over again It happens gradually Getting muddied in the low tide, honey Collecting venial sins and sand We're second wind-ing as we're aging Two open shapes rearranging Rundawdaw days or hiking ice caves Time is always too short Let's make a life out of this life I ate it up clean Bought that more is a goal to feed Now all I want is what I need And I need you next to me It's quiet on this side of night Softer than any other light It's quiet on this side of night Softer than any other light