[Verse 1] Apple skins in the copper basin Sunlight caught in the window lead Grandmother hums in a minor cadence Threading crimson through linen bread [Chorus] Lay the cloth on the wooden table Every story stitched in gold Sing the fields and the fabled angels Keep them warm before they’re cold In this golden orchard tapestry We are younger than we’re told [Verse 2] Honey jars in a crooked cupboard Wax drips carving a crooked rune You trace maps in the dust and flour Say we’re sailing by afternoon [Chorus] Lay the cloth on the wooden table Every story stitched in gold Sing the fields and the fabled angels Keep them warm before they’re cold In this golden orchard tapestry We are younger than we’re told [Bridge] You said “Promise me you’ll remember When the branches bend and bow” (oh) So I keep your voice like amber Pressed between the pages now [Chorus] Lay the cloth on the wooden table Every story stitched in gold Sing the fields and the fabled angels Keep them warm before they’re cold In this golden orchard tapestry We are younger than we’re told
