Suit On A Frame Lyrics - Blood From Stars - Joe Henry

There's a suit on my frame like a shadow of birds 

Stitched all together by a murmur of words 

That hang like a moon in the thread of the air 

And speak with the sound of my every prayer 

There's a light at the end of the evenings that bring 

A fire that only such hour can sing 

It slips off the tongue in the trees going bare 

That lean in to hear your every prayer 

The past is a dark foreign country that calls 

That you whisper regret into the cracks of its walls 

That rise at the border of love and despair 

And fall when they've heard our every prayer 

An old woman stands up in a boat with a fan 

Signals the shore with a wave of her hand 

To a town disappeared and a boy unaware 

That he wades into reeds with her every prayer 

Now there's a cut on my cheek that I can't leave alone 

I reach it to find just how close to the bone 

Does my skin and my blood allow me to dare 

To live in the word of my every prayer? 

My every prayer