Tendons - The Joy Formidable, Matt Thomas, Rhydian Dafydd

Careful of the morning

Careful of the night

Careful of them hunting

The ideas we leave behind

Those preachers and their stories

Drunkards and their vows

We clung to each other

When there was no one else around

Tendons that we are

Tendons stretched too far

Tangled up and heavy

Winding steady

Tender in the dark

We’re fractions of a star

Held above a story

For a moment only

I can’t decide

What needs building

What needs digging

What needs filling in

This love, this love is like a swarm

We can’t see through it

We can’t hold thorns

Tendons that we are

Tendons stretched too far

Tangled up and heavy

Winding steady

Tender in the dark

We’re fractions of a star

Held above a story

For a moment only

Until it breaks clean

Until it takes me

Until we hollow the thought

Nothing this close can enjoy permanence

I think I understand

That past is circling

Nothing that’s lit can be in flames this long

You said, you said I had all the fighting, maybe

Maybe it’s something

Maybe it’s real

Not faded like flowers

Form yesterday’s field

Aimless on a fated road

This life it keeps us hunting

Cos I’m not home

Throw my bones

Empty me

Held so tight

That’s all I see

Let your grief pour into me

Tell me now, is this what you wanted?

Is this what you wanted?

Let yourself pour into me

Tendons that we are

Tendons stretched too far