N 43° 59' 38.927 letra

We sit and we talk, not of much but
Of little. I see the moon, the moon sees me
I would smile but
It would be meaningless. I wouldn't want it to be

But in the landscape of tilted heads
While the sky sheds
Skin on my body I feel
My voice quiet to a halt, and this is where I am

You in this light feels new/woken
Woven deep until the roots
Touch dryness against the fallen limb of oaken
This place speaks. It says many things
Of nothing, makes
No demands, and offers
No salvation

Only repeats what you say in
A way you've never heard it
An echo off the far wall
A reflection of your face
I see the moon
The moon sees me
That's enough

The Hotelier - Letras

• Among The Wildflowers
• An Introduction To The Album
• Dendron
• Discomfort Revisited
• End Of Reel
• Fear Of Good
• Goodness Pt. 1
• Goodness Pt. 2
• Housebroken
• In Framing
• Life In Drag
• N 43° 33' 55.676
• N 43° 59' 38.927
• Opening Mail For My Grandmother
• Piano Player
• Settle The Scar
• Soft Animal
• Sun
• The Scope Of All Of This Rebuilding
• Two Deliverances
• You In This Light
• Your Deep Rest