In the darkness And the static's in your hand And the warm sense of solace that blows 'round the ground And the spirit says In the clouds that you can't see As your chest fills with flame As your chest fills with flame A broken strand, a new romance That cuts you loose Your thawed heart thumps its drum all the time All the time And I'm on fire With the things I could've said But you never asked so they just stayed inside my head And you tell me now That the same words pursed on your lips Slow down, speak up, I hear you now She says she barely sleeps And if she does it's fitfully Her heart beats on her sleeve And if she dreams, she dreams of A place she'll never see And words she'll break down frantically to keep In verse in dusty books Hidden in snow buried as deep as roots, she says "Que sera sera, what will be, will be" So "c'est la vie," she says Sheets and snow, sheets to cover me "Que sera sera, C'est la vie," she says Don't help me I'm tired and far too gone to leave