Fever Dream Songtext / Lyric

Some days her shape in the doorway will speak to me

A bird's wing up on the window

Sometimes I'll hear when she's sleeping

Her fever dream a language on her face






I want your flowers like babies want God's love

Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come



Some days, like rain on the doorstep

She'll cover me with grace in all she offers

Sometimes I'd like just to ask her

What honest words she can't afford to say



Like I want your flowers like babies want God's love

Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come