Raxeira - Bibio

Thumbing through her photographs and letters

You find the pressed flowers from the first days that you met

Fold the corner of the very last page over

To help remind you that you saw it to the end

Slide the book back on the shelf and promise

That you’ll look towards the dark days with a glad heart

It’s little things like bones and skulls and feathers

And raxeira from your favourite dusty window

The way the firefly lights its fire

She wrote a song about it yesterday

The way that water turns to steam

She wrote a song about it yesterday

The way a cigarette smoulders

She wrote a song about it yesterday

The way your polaroid appears

She wrote a song about it yesterday