Lyric

Hush

The wheel was never turning

Only the glass was full of worlds

My forehead on the window

Cold blue along the pane

The highway flowed like water

A picture made of rain

And all the miles were only light

Unfastening their names

If I have never left this stillness

Why do the stars lean near?

I never moved an inch, my love

The whole sky drifted by

Stars trembled on the silent glass

Like prayers made of light

I am the hush behind the pane

Where passing worlds are shown

The house I called for shelter

Rose pale within the blue

A sleeve of light passed through me

Then thinned itself from view

Even grief wore fever-gold—

What held me thinned to dream

Let silver hold my breathing

Let mercy stain the blue

A thread of gold through sorrow

A blessing sinking through

I never moved an inch, my love

Yet nothing passed in vain

For every world upon the glass

Had lived in me as grace

And all that seemed to leave me

Was my own light turning through

Till stillness bruised the dark with stars

And blue sank into blue

Still

Still