Morning Keeps Arriving

I used to wake before the daylight Listening for what might break Holding still against the silence Braced for every turn it takes Now the curtains catch the sunrise And your hand is finding mine Every morning keeps arriving And you're with me every time You don't promise perfect weather You just stay when storms begin Every time I turn to find you There you are beside me still Morning keeps arriving softly Gold across the bedroom floor Every day I wake beside you I believe a little more All the peace I thought I'd borrowed Feels like something we can keep I no longer fear the quiet When your heart is next to me There are two cups by the piano There are boots beside the door You still steal my side of blankets Though you've got three feet more And you hum out in the hallway Always half a note behind Gods... I never knew forever Could be made from days like mine Maybe home was never somewhere I could lock against the night Maybe home is knowing in the darkness I can reach and find your hand Morning keeps arriving softly Gold across the bedroom floor Every day I wake beside you I believe a little more You made peace feel like a promise Not a pause between the pain I no longer wait for endings I know you'll be here again