The Weather Station At Full Height lyrics

If he don't mean it, he won't say it, and I can tell. If I don't mean it, I can't say it, and his face fell.

But it's so seldom I believe it – it takes a clear kind of day. Like air so cold it hurts to breathe it. (And the colour comes to my face.) And I don't tell my mother, I don't tell my sister, something so tender I'd rather not speak it, even when I know it – that he's mine.


Woke up thirsty, beset by memory, coming in swells. And dreams stay with me, long into morning, strange wells. I've been free, but I've known not freedom; like a kite. It was a glimpse but I did see him; at full height. And what is left unspoken, is free, in the coming and the going, my heart knew only motion. And I don't even know him – but he's mine.