Lyric

You came in like rain

On a cracked windowpane

Left a small tide line

Where my fingerprints stay

I kept your coat on the chair

Like a flag in retreat

And the room held its breath

When your steps left the street

Now the kettle goes cold

On the edge of the day

And the picture frame leans

Like it's trying to pray

Salt in honey

Still on my tongue

Salt in honey

What have we become

You keep your shadow

I keep the sun

Salt in honey

Still on my tongue

We met by the ferris wheel

In a town made of dust

You had a paper crown

And a grin full of rust

Then the summer went thin

Like a shirt in the rain

I hid your blue ticket stub

In a jar with the change

Your name was a match

On a damp little page

It burned just enough

To light up the cage

Now the clock on the wall

Has a mile in its face

And the glass by the sink

Holds a cold little lake

Salt in honey

Still on my tongue

Salt in honey

What have we become

You keep your shadow

I keep the sun

Salt in honey

Still on my tongue

I took the long road home

Past the market stalls

Where the oranges glowed

Like small paper moons on the wall

You were a train far off

Past the ridge of the town

I could hear the steel sing

But it never came down

So I learned how to fold

All the sharp bits away

Like a shirt in a drawer

For a colder day

If I stitched up the seam

Would the cloth hold twice

Would the seamstress of dawn

Give me back your light

I keep turning the key

In a lock full of dust

The door opens slow

But it opens to us

Salt in honey

Still on my tongue

Salt in honey

What have we become

You keep your shadow

I keep the sun

Salt in honey

Still on my tongue

When the jar gets the moon

And the cup gets the rain

I will set down the spoon

And still say your name

Salt in honey

Salt in honey