Chalk Down Prayer

[Verse 1]
The Ryde Pier was trembling that last week in August,
The salt-and-diesel taste of the afternoon air.
I was running a seam between the sea-wall and the forest,
Trying to weave a single home from the two that were there.

[Chorus]
Oh, Tennyson Down, on your wind-battered face,
I'm unravelling the memory, I'm pulling the thread.
And I refuse to be anything other than happy in this place,
I'm stitching the joy back to what I once said.

[Verse 2]
The warp of the garden, the weft of the tide,
Was the whole of the world I was holding inside.
The halyards were clinking a rhythm so fast,
A prayer that the feeling was something that lasts.

[Chorus]
Oh, Tennyson Down, on your wind-battered face,
I'm unravelling the memory, I'm pulling the thread.
And I refuse to be anything other than happy in this place,
I'm stitching the joy back to what I once said.

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
(Spoken)
"'A knot's only a problem,' you'd say, 'if you can't see the start.'"

[Chorus]
Oh, Tennyson Down, on your wind-battered face,
I'm unravelling the memory, I'm pulling the thread.
And I refuse to be anything other than happy in this place,
I'm stitching the joy back to what I once said.

[Outro]
I'm stitching the joy back.
I'm stitching it back.