作词 : Erica Buettner
作曲 : Erica Buettner
6. Our Most Fragile Things

We turned all our sharp parts inwards
kept our shell from breaking open
Our love was an idea
safe and sound and softly spoken


Ever since I've had a beak
I've wondered what a beak is for
What I meant to be a gentle peck
Struck fast and hard right to our core


First there was a bright,
tiny point of light
Then there was a fissure
that grew into a crack
and under all the pressure
a part of us was shattered
The feeling told us wholeness
was never coming back


We must learn to fall
before we learn to fly
It's a test of faith
for my love and I


Some try to stop us
they pluck out our feathers
while they're combing our wings
and some try to warn us
not to trust doting hands
with our most fragile things


All the red leaves shiver
overlooking the Hudson River
in their fragile spines
I see the lines
of my tired hands
I've been fortune telling them
they'll have long lives and children
deep inside I know we're all bracing
for the fall


We must learn to fall
before we learn to fly
It's a test of faith
for my love and I