New Things Lyrics

It's enough
Just to seed the plow and hear it there while crackling the rough
Like his chin on the craggy pond

And it's done
I'm my mothers only child I always fall on the one
Still we're all taught to listen hard

You're a map
Bridging packages of lonely things I've felt on the lap
All the same you're a stranger here

You're a kite
It's regretful when I loop you up and flake you to flight
There's no way I can keep you here

And it rings like a bell far from my home
Understand, under white wings

And he speaks and the swell echoes through the phone
And he's naut if not new things