Tendril by Tendon Levey Lyrics

Two vines pulling you
Towards my mind
To be holding you
All is fine
May the newness not keep on without us
Who with burning light
Willingly wraps in such cold vines

To be whole with you
All is fine
Two vines holding you
My arms hang tired

Sing for my throes
You sing for my throes
You sing for my throes
Same likeness for good