Winter Sun

How sweet the present tense is Until your presence is requested Then away you run Who's tying up your tongue Stillness is a superpower At 1000 miles per hour But your static kind of love Has never been enough Hiding your warmth Like the winter sun Domino days Falling one by one The pattern is laid, it cascades and suddenly it's done Reframe and misremember O, to be preserved in amber Tightly holding on While we're screaming round the sun You and I and the bastards drinking Champagne while the ship is sinking Do we get what we deserve It's a bright, guilty world