Stanton park used to feel like home
I was young when we moved there
Grew up with it outside my window
I used to go on long walks round the meadows and lake
I'd get back my dad would call me tom cat say: Where you been?
And I would just scurry away
But I'd go on long walks in the summer
A great hawk would eat fish from the water
Travelling in from warmer climbs
To leave when the autumn arrived
And all that I knew was my kingdom
Every step was my claim
I learned the taste of freedom
And I carved my heart in the fog
Dethawed to the freeze of the lake
And consequence was a word

I was young when I was sewn
Sixteen when love first filled my soul
Five doors down a five minute walk
The only two kids in the park
Stanton you're all covered in snow
The last time we met is the last time you froze
Over the lake to a blanket unknown
Our feet past the edge of the park
And all that I knew was my kingdom
Every touch was my claim
I learned the taste of freedom
And I carved my heart in her fog
Dethawed as I froze it there to her name
And consequence was her word

I was young when I was sewn
Spent those years on a boat with my girl
We found love in the ebb and flow of the tiniest movements in every note that we
I was young when I was sewn
Eyes unblinking
Minds unclothed
Slipstreams inamorata tone
All under wildflowers I was offered flesh
In tombs unfilling
Vessel bleeding vessel filling
Every second every hour
All the love our hearts devour
I was young when I was sewn
I spent those years on a boat with my girl
We found love in the ebb and flow of the tiniest movement in every note that we heard
And all I knew was my kingdom
Every step was my claim
I learned the taste of freedom
And I carve my heart in her fog
Dethaw to the freeze of the cut
And the home that we made
And consequence was a word