Souvenirs |

Little tiger moth
Brittle from the years
Pinned in linen cloth
All my souvenirs

Cricket carved in bone
Tickets from the train
On the night you left me home
All my heart’s remains

Something old, new, borrowed
and someone blue

Teardrops out of glass
Once a chandelier
Fallen from the past
All my souvenirs

Dulled apostle spoon
Bills we never paid
Fading in my room
Salt my heart away

Something old and new, borrowed
and someone blue

Turn the silver key
Raise the wooden lid
Thought you’d never come
Come you never did

Everything for keeps
Except for you and me
Close the wooden lid
Turn the silver key

Something old and new and borrowed
and someone blue