Remaining figures of new moons
To curve around your axle heart
In hopes that something new will start
They're winding down, they're closing ranks
You lay and watch them wax and glow
You hold them in your hands and let them
A kid half my age
Baby's breath and meadow sage
Clutched in her hands like trophy game
Just like the wild world was tame
Was granted home and tender care
Into an awkward piece of ware
Three-quarters full or quarter-drained
And both adversely sure how long they will sustain
Sustain, sustain, sustain
My eyes greet hers
And hers do mine
An older ma'am sets herself straight
And then she smiles with 88
Remembered loves and morning suns
Until her woven heart was sung
Her fingers dropped like falling rain
Sustain, sustain, sustain
(Sustain, sustain, sustain, sustain)
You always said that you don't dance
But then a heel turn to a shadow stance
I'm rung like sodden cloth
And the autumn leaves turn over
Across your floor, into the hall
And I've declined into a crawl
And you decompress and fall away
But this floor is raised on beams of trust
So stay
So stay
So stay
Sustain
Sustain, sustain, sustain, sustain
Sustain (remaining figures of new moons)
Sustain (to curve around your axle heart)
Sustain (in hopes that something new will start)
Sustain (the things you grow are set to die)
Sustain (you cling to them with knuckles white)
Sustain (so wind me up, to clear the floor)
Sustain (and I don't know if I know love no more)
I don't know if I know love no more
No, I don't know if I know love no more
No, I don't know if I know love no more
No, I don't know if I know love no more
