Hopeful tunes and blue carnations
in the pockets of my old shirts
Notes on resurrection by my window
Styrofoam and radio waves
I'm picking out a sign
a melody that's yours and mine

Back in your living days
I had known the sun would burst
And the warmth would become
as cold as snow

I want to be a heron
and take your soul away
then let it go
in a cloudy day

The ocean is waiting for
My body and the sand
is tasting the soles of my shoes

When I forget your kindness
When I forget your face
I'll let you go
in a rainy day

When I forget how you sounded
When I forget your name
I'll let you go in a rainy day

And you're a cloud
in the inmost heaven
You're the gleaming nose
on an angel's face

When I forget I loved you
When I forget your grace
I'll let it go in a cloudy day.