Two Small Deaths (Wye Oak)

Two small deaths happened today While I was at work While I was at play A vast light darkens my door So I cannot cry Now what is that for? Is this the way my mind works Forwards, always onwards Is this the way my brain waits Backwards, sideways I've no heart strong and that's why Sting to miss and to mourn Love, wild at its path Sing I'm saving up all of my strength For when I finally fail At keeping you safe When my last friend should leave me It's all right, easy