Pack up and leave everyday
I plant the seed to rip the roots away
'Cause I believe
Every word you say
calls the thunder
and spooks off the pain

And through the windows and through the chapel
Is laying in the morning light
Every wick and every candle
Is laying in the morning

I'm here with your dress at night
I confess
At the hem of your dress
I confess
To spook off the pain
Is when I always catch you laughing
On the cusp of everyday
Is when I always catch you grinning
It suits you well

It suits you well

And through the windows and through the chapel
Is laying in the morning light
Every wick and every candle
Is laying in the morning light
Through the windows in the chapel
Is laying in the morning light