In the harsh light of all that's failed, of all that sad dreaming, that's where I begin The bell of the ice in the tall of my drink, Sea tamed by nightfall, heaves in against my shore Fire of the day, tucked back inside the sky Tucked back inside, tuck me back inside your Fire of the day, tucked back inside the sky, tucked back inside, Tuck me back inside your ... Small conference of snails at the bottom of my stairs Lean low and close I've never seen one in its home before Today I picked a buoy and swam out in the harbor At the mercy of the current, and I thought of you there Not because it took me, and I couldn't fight it More than that your body next to me After all of these years of empty shells of empty houses I wanna climb inside one now After all of these years of settling for less Of calling something love every time I felt a pain inside my chest Later on the balcony I heard voices of children Running through the dune grass and I thought of you again Later on the balcony I heard voices of children Running through the dune grass and I thought of them again My loves are many, my needs are few Billions of light years it's taken me to get here Driven as the bee to the lips of the flower Driven as the mouth of the ant to the boulder of sand After eons of craving designed for survival Unclamp the teeth of my heart Eons of craving designed for survival Unclamp the teeth of my heart After all of these years ... My best work has only just begun Our best work has only just begun