The Family Crest
The Headwinds
There was a cold December snow
On the streets and towns below
You struck your name into the ground with me

But love, like all frigid things
We did melt away with ease
Washed away iniquities
We sailed out into the sea

Like a wave upon the shore
We rose up and crashed back down upon ourselves
And the words that fill our lips
Bitter shrieks and evil quips, oh how they stained
How they stain the ground below

Like a horn that breaks the fog
I beat down here on my chest, love, like a drum
And you'll hear my growling voice
Once so silent, now I've got no god damned choice

But to sing my bitter song
Let the headwinds pull the tune out of my lungs
And my voice it whimpers low
Dearest lover, I don't know
Should I stay, or should I go?
And love like the autumn leaves
Oh our fate, it was to die away with ease
And my dear, in years to come, will you think of me with hate here or with love

And oh this house
We built of stone
It crumbles back
To the earth below

And I am done
And you are done
And we are gone
And nothing's left here but this song