On open window dog days float the mind give play beyond the pattern on the wall and the call of rag and bone When she was small she could hear the snow fall They put a star on the tree did it for brother and me These days pulled by the sleeve across the memory In the space of my arms in the stride of a step in an intake of breath comes to rest in my mind the song of another time Names traced on window panes from the grate rainbow flames on the light fantastic toe your front was warm your back was cold That brighter colour that deeper glow shine out and show to me a fragrant room through teatime steam These days pulled by the sleeve across the memory In the space of my arms in the stride of a step in an intake of breath comes to rest in my mind the song of another time <♪> These things come unbidden like the chocolate hidden in the underwear drawer when no meant yes after all Now you are grown without the turning of a shadow the even tenor of yesteryear falls upon my ear These days pulled by the sleeve across the memory In the space of my arms in the stride of a step in an intake of breath comes to rest in my mind the song of another time
