Blood is a gamble
And I don’t know
If I’ve enough of it to try

Hearth, wood, and mantle
Tradition falls
For the safety of a lie

Yes, it does
Yes, it does

Hearts can be mangled
The muddled blue
The hatching of a cold in there

Fear to disentangle
From loving you
But I believe that I was born to care

Yes, I was
Yes, I was

Becoming one is a common lullaby
Remaining two is gonna take us down the line
But I’ll still hold you every night I’m able
Will you hold me too?
Hold me too