Choisir c'est renoncer, to choose is to forsake

The sky is at its bluest right before the heartbreak
Seed into flower into tree into firewood

Beneath the browning leaves is the sweet, sweet silence of the grave
Keeping you awake

Choisir c'est renoncer to choose is to forsake

When you blew out all the candles what wishes did you wish you made
Seed into flower into tree into firewood

Into the browning leaves that crumble underneath your feet
Keeping you awake
It's easy to walk 'round in circles if you don't lift your head up to see
Where you are going and who you are going to be
Keeping you awake

From the dew on the morning grass to the crest of the wave
To the sou'wester that's hitting the coast
That rattles the windows in the dark
Keeping you awake