Not for a fate to seal
Tips of my fingers feel the reason that I now move with.
Sound new love that fits me like a glove
And without warning kicked it in like a drug
You are art
How your beauty scars
This time I'm a candle in the dark

Then when you spent the night here
I woke at dawn and watched the deer
Bring me their revelations
And dispel my profound fear
Surrounding this affection
We've kept a subtle tension
I was afraid to lose it
But now I know I move with
Sound new love that fits me like a glove
And without warning kicked it in like a drug
You are art
How your beauty scars
This time I'm a candle in the dark

She is no great redeemer
I do not feel I need her
Tips of my fingers sense a presence sound and profound here stir