Souvenirs      Last winter you came home   From an island of fire and stone    With fire to relight the life you lost   And stones to weigh out the heavy cost    And the damage      You put my hand to your heart   And ran right hrough your history   The souvenirs and lost luggage   The shipwrecks and the mysteries      And with your warm chest against my back   Whispered words and this growing crack   My sweet companion, you knew my name   You lit a candle and a moth came through the window      I put your hand to my heart   And ran right through my history   The souvenirs and lost luggage   The shipwrecks and the mysteries      "Your lips speak a joy   But your eyes tell a sorrow"      How dare you say that to me?   When you know, you know you'll be leaving tomorrow.      I keep these moments as souvenirs   You read my story   Cover to cover   Ear to ear