His clothes hang tired On his lonely awkward frame They protect his bones Like the folds of a bats wing cape He talks to the wind His breath spelling something She draws near But the words hit the floor And the one he adored never hears As twelve harps play and time breaks the waves, she never hears Faceless among all the tears That reflect from her stone As the crowd turns away he is left there To grieve on his own Leaving his heart on a harp That he placed on her grave He relied on the wind But he knew she could never be saved As twelve harps play and time breaks the waves, faintly she hears You were the jewel That I failed to unearth while I breathed Deaf to the chimes And blind to your eyes guiding me Secretly watching you gave me your hand I was safe in your care I could have danced in the ball of your eyes If I'd known you were there As twelve harps play and time carries their waves All through the years at last she can hear now Clouds full of melodies Banish those memories It's all they'll ever need They'll whisper through empty streets And wild weathervanes In the wind and the rain