Waverley Steps (Roddy Woomble)

If there's no geography In the things that we say So words will keep us locked In their old-fashioned way Sure we are held together by The experiences we've shared But it's taken me Waverly steps to get there Close the front door To open the window Let the light be mined away At least the light is mine always But even the light will fade away I woke up from this dream I had In Washington Square When the sun finds its place On my skin And your eyes, they look down from a silent film We're both breathing smoke like we're breathing air But it's taken me Waverly steps to get there Close the front door To open the window Let the light be mined away At least the light is mine always Even when the light won't fade away Close the front door To open the window Let the light be mined away At least the light is mine always Even if the light will fade away