Crowns Slept Cold Beside The Blade…
Sparks Climbed Where The Night Would Fade…
Old Songs Held The Wars We’D Seen…
But Missed The Life That Grew Between…
Your Anger Warmed Our Crooked Home
Your Midnight Songs Made Halls Less Lone
I Watched You Calm The Children’S Cries
And Hid My Thanks Behind My Pride
That Winter, I Was Hard To Love
You Stayed When I Was Not Enough
I Feared You Seeing All Of Me
I Saw—And Chose You Willingly…
Let Them Sing About Our Battles
Only We Remember The Life Between Them
They May Polish Every Blade