(Verse 1) Listen, darling, the rain is back again, Tapping on the glass, begging to come in. I’ve brewed us some tea, black and strong, Watching the reflections dance where they belong. You know, I had a dream just yesterday: We walked on water, dry shoes all the way, Golden fish were gliding in the deep, And someone on the shore played a song for us to keep. Maybe it was just the wind through the leaves, Or maybe just a ghost of a dream that deceives. (Chorus) Let’s just stay silent while the world’s on fire, While someone outside screams of grief and ire. I’ll paint bright stars across the ceiling, To keep you here, and save this feeling. This is our secret cosmos, where we’ll always be, No stations, no platforms, no anxiety. Just you, and me, and the old Fender in the light— Waiting for me to learn at least one chord tonight. (Verse 2) The city’s fallen asleep, wrapped in a scarf of grey, The last tram headed to the depot, far away. Remember how we ran through the park back then? Leaves flew like money onto my coat, again and again. You said: "Love is when words aren't required, When you hear the unspoken, the soul is inspired. Or when you loop that one song all day long— The one we’ve decided is where we belong." It’s like it knows more about our secret grace Than we could ever tell the rest of the human race. (Bridge) And tomorrow brings the day, the news, the engine’s roar, But this tea and this mist—that’s where we’ve become. Everything else is just noise, nothing more, As long as we’re here, I’m not looking for the door... (Chorus) Let’s just stay silent while the world’s on fire, While someone outside screams of grief and ire. I’ll paint bright stars across the ceiling, To keep you here, and save this feeling. This is our secret cosmos, where we’ll always be, No stations, no platforms, no anxiety. Just you, and me, and the old Fender in the light— Waiting for me to learn at least one chord tonight.
