window pane opaque with rain
and the light'll dapple like the sea or a cave
and the kettle with its belly of baubles
like a rattling train throwing steam on the pane
the way the water collects and slides
like the tear-stained cheek or a microscope's eye

full thumbs at the base of the door
through the broken pane
I thought I'd never feel this way again

he's got your eyes, your mouth, your smile
this old cold heart has woken warm and young and wild
now I'm falling on my hands (??)

Lyrics submitted by TheWrongGirl

Two cups sit on the table song meanings
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