Two Small Deaths - Wye Oak

Two small deaths happened today

While I was at work

While I was at play

A vast light darkens my door

So I cannot cry

Now what is that for?

Is this the way my mind works

Forwards, always onwards

Is this the way my brain waits

Backwards, sideways

I’ve no heart strong and that’s why

Sting to miss and to mourn

Love, wild at its path

Sing

I’m saving up all of my strength

For when I finally fail

At keeping you safe

When my last friend should leave me

It’s all right, easy