What Arrows

It curves in through the weather

It's coming from above

And it brought us together

It guided us to touch

And it moves in a rhythm yeah

What tender tailor came

And pushed a thread through each of us? then he left us alone

To walk our length oblivious

But our feet fall in a rhythm yeah

It's there if you're listening i can't believe it, i think i believe in this

What arrow? at what angle? and what angel?

Did he wait until we met?

In that holy moment, oh, did he throw it?

To pin our broken bodies here?

To see us writhe in a rhythm yeah

It's there if you're listening

I can't believe it, i think i believe in this

We open the door and we're in the river

But we're not getting wet

Rush hour comes and we go above their heads

We don't even fold our hands

Open the door and we're in the forest

Y'know we ain't getting scared

Bring me the cliff, i'm going over it

Let her just reel me in