Pete Turner - This Blue World lyrics

This blue world and her countless sisters And all that came before that day Our atoms straining to align Was the universe in rehearsal for us When all the world is s**ing on its sleeve You'll hear an urgent morse in the gentle rain And if you plot your course on the window pane You'll see the coldest star in the arms of the oldest tree And you'll know to come to me In the back of a broken car When the blizzard blossom flew Reading aloud with our fingers What we both already knew And the blizzard blossom flew And the blizzard blossom flew When all the world is s**ing on its sleeve You'll hear an urgent morse in the gentle rain And if you plot your course on the window pane You'll see the coldest star in the arms of the oldest tree And you'll know to come to me A sober midnight wish Flies over the roofs and down through the years Would that you and yours are sleeping Safe and warm in size formation While three chambers of my heart beat true and strong with love for another The fourth, the fourth is yours forever