Passing Afternoon-Iron & Wine

[ti:Passing Afternoon] [ar:Iron ; Wine] [al:Our Endless Numbered Days] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Passing Afternoon - Iron & Wine [00:01.69]There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon [00:08.80] [00:10.92]Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon [00:19.25] [00:19.81]And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her [00:28.43] [00:29.99]Wooden spoons her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms [00:38.47]There are things that drift away like our endless numbered days [00:48.73]Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made [00:57.33]And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings [01:07.46]Sunday pulls its children from the piles of fallen leaves [01:16.07]There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass [01:24.81] [01:26.24]Springtime calls her children 'till she let's them go at last [01:34.85]And she's chosen where to be though she's lost her wedding ring [01:43.72]Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds [01:53.76]There are things we can't recall blind as night that finds us all [02:03.18] [02:03.93]Winter tucks her children in her fragile china dolls [02:12.23]But my hands remember hers rolling 'round the shaded ferns [02:22.59]Naked arms her secrets still like songs I'd never learned [02:30.14]There are names across the sea only now I do believe [02:41.43]Sometimes with the windows closed she'll sit and think of me [02:50.23]But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know [02:59.97]A baby sleeps in all our bones so scared to be alone