New Ceremony

I waited by your bedside And didn't close my eyes all night I named you like a prayer It's anybody's guess how The angel of doubt came down And crept into your bed But after we danced to the shipping forecast The words escaped your mouth "I know it's gotta stop love, but I don't know how" Now the stairs forget your shoes And the gate don't creak for want of you But the jury's out on me We're wise beyond our years But we're good at bad ideas, my love Or so it seems to be Shine a little light Don't wrestle with the night Don't think about the future now I know it's gotta stop love but I don't know how My little one My kettle drum I know I had a message at the start My babel tongue My come-undone I know I had a message at the start My prison kiss My dying wish I know I had a message at the start? But it up and abandoned us, when we were sleeping in our beds It's anybody's guess how the angel of doubt laid down Sand beneath our house I know it's gotta stop love, but I don't know how