Master of Art - Laura Stevenson

You came with your faith unshaken

Unabashed, oh my darling, you’re amazing

With your hands so cold and full of callouses

Your name was the only word that I hear

I’ll cut your hair short so I could see your ears

And I could know you hear my name, hear my name

You’ll be shorn and I’ll be sure

All I could pray for is that you’d please wait for

Me until I am a Master of Art

Until I have learned everything

Then I swear we can go away for just as long as you think that you could take me

You should know that I am often difficult

And we’ll move to where the weight

Won’t break our fingers when we wake up

And we’ll stay inside a shape

And we will never ever worry

Never ever worry, yeah.

Oh

Don’t tire of

Don’t tire of me yet

I could lie and say to you that this would soon be over

I could lie and say I knew, that I’d be waking up tomorrow

You came with your faith unshaken

Unabashed, oh my darling, you’re amazing

With your hands so cold and full of callouses

I could lie and say to you that this would soon be over

I could lie and say I knew, where we’d be waking up tomorrow

I could make a little shape for us to stay

Until we have to go away again

The wait is just a little longer