Crumbs on a kitchen table
Hoping that you're doing well
If everything were to be ending
who would be the one you tell

Points moving on an axis
The bed where all your nights were held
When you saw your body naked
what were all the ways you felt

The day that I met you was New Year's Eve
when I looked in your eyes and saw my life about to change
and I can hear your songs coming back
across the New Year's that have passed until today

The clothing that you chose,
the way you wore your hair that day,
all the bitterness and pain that informed your gentle ways
There's a feeling that betrays me
when I hear somebody saying your name

Hoping that you're doing well
If everything were to be ending
who would be the one you tell

Points moving on an axis
The bed where all your nights were held
When you saw your body naked
what were all the ways you felt

The day that I met you was New Year's Eve
and even how our lives came to connect
I don't completely comprehend
But then you took me by the hand
and showed me places that I've tried to find again

I can find the point upon the map
that marks a place where you once lived and I can even
imagine all the trees that live and die through the centuries
in between where I am and where you've been,
but they're only imagined

in my mind
I see through living rooms
of strangers living stranger lives than mine
Take out the trash and feed the kids
and feed the cat and kill the mice
Oh love of mine
Are we coming up upon the ending
of a song with the beginning of the universe on cable

Crumbs on a kitchen table
Hoping that you're doing well
If everything were to be ending
who would be the one you tell

Points moving on an axis
The bed where all your nights were held
When you saw your body naked
what were all the ways you felt