From the recording Summer's Morning

Anthea Feaver - voice, guitar
Haley Sarfeld - voice
Jason Mercer - bass, engineering & mixing
Danton Dalbaere-Sawchuk - cello
Liam Cole - drums
Philip Shaw Bova - mastering

Lyrics

I’ve been walking heart in hand and I’ve been looking for someone
Who wears their beating heart upon their sleeve
In my chest there is a hole, it don’t take much to make it whole
Just tell me that you’ll walk here next to me and be my bedtime story

I’ve been reading lots of books and boy, I think it would be good
If you would read the words out loud to me
If the pages come alive then we’ll have nothing left to hide
And we could ride away and you could be my bedtime story

Your head is a secret garden darling oh I beg your pardon
Won’t you take a walk around with me
Oh the trees they start to dance, and I have never been entranced
Like this before and that is why you’ll be my bedtime story

Oh come to my bed, pour your fairy dust over my head
Leave your shadow in my drawer, and take me by the hand
Out the door, my bedtime story

Show me all the places you’ve been and every little thing you’ve seen
And maybe now you won’t do that alone
You can show me all your dark and I’ll let you see all my scars
And each of us will call each other home, my bedtime story

We can delve into the forest, everybody will ignore us
You can build a nest up in the trees
I have never been afraid of dying but I am afraid of trying
Just to be shoved back on my knees, my bedtime story

I can teach you how to rhyme and you can teach me how to fly
We will be poets up in the sky
You have spent your life believing you were only made for leaving
I’d stay by your side until I die, my bedtime story

Oh come to my bed, pour your fairy dust over my head
Leave your shadow in my drawer, and take me by the hand
Out the door
Oh come to my bed, pour your fairy dust over my head
Leave your shadow in my drawer, and take me by the hand
Out the door, my bedtime story

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