Maybe it's not the best way to put it
but there's something in you
that brings me out like an open
present or a child or a woman
there's a certain presence that makes
the air shatter between us
and it's all good
and it's all nowhere and here
and music

There's Vienna in your eyes
there's quiet in my mind
there's this scent of fallen leaves
feels like rain'll come any time
the freezing, freeing, feeling rain
that washes away pretences and games
that carries the weight of centuries
and breaks every wall still standing

there's a storm a-coming
the sound, the fury, the gaze, the grace
will all fall down and be washed away.