| Song | Candle in Your Window |
| Artist | Josh Pyke |
| Album | Chimney's Afire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| My body bends, your body bows | |
| We double then unfurl | |
| Oh we unfold | |
| Then I collapse into your bones | |
| Though when courage leaves me | |
| I still collapse alone | |
| So light a candle in your window | |
| I’ll be hiding till the sun goes down | |
| And if that candle still lights up your window | |
| I’ll climb on up to you | |
| To our own accidents we’re prone | |
| So I will let me fate remain unknown | |
| And out on this battlefield I know | |
| I’m all arms and elbows | |
| Still fighting back the beaks of crows | |
| But one day I might not exist I know | |
| But the candle in your window | |
| Still finds the light in every night | |
| And I’ll be searching for your glow after I go |
| My body bends, your body bows | |
| We double then unfurl | |
| Oh we unfold | |
| Then I collapse into your bones | |
| Though when courage leaves me | |
| I still collapse alone | |
| So light a candle in your window | |
| I' ll be hiding till the sun goes down | |
| And if that candle still lights up your window | |
| I' ll climb on up to you | |
| To our own accidents we' re prone | |
| So I will let me fate remain unknown | |
| And out on this battlefield I know | |
| I' m all arms and elbows | |
| Still fighting back the beaks of crows | |
| But one day I might not exist I know | |
| But the candle in your window | |
| Still finds the light in every night | |
| And I' ll be searching for your glow after I go |
| My body bends, your body bows | |
| We double then unfurl | |
| Oh we unfold | |
| Then I collapse into your bones | |
| Though when courage leaves me | |
| I still collapse alone | |
| So light a candle in your window | |
| I' ll be hiding till the sun goes down | |
| And if that candle still lights up your window | |
| I' ll climb on up to you | |
| To our own accidents we' re prone | |
| So I will let me fate remain unknown | |
| And out on this battlefield I know | |
| I' m all arms and elbows | |
| Still fighting back the beaks of crows | |
| But one day I might not exist I know | |
| But the candle in your window | |
| Still finds the light in every night | |
| And I' ll be searching for your glow after I go |