Wax Tailor, Sara Genn - Dry Your Eyes lyrics

I would describe myself as
The landscape I buried
My mother's face, as she carried me
How her water raged and emptied
Dry your eyes
Those tears are all you're given
It's no surprise now
Your heaven's what you're living in
I would describe myself as
The colourfield I married
My New York pages, how they prepared
My sheets and the dirges caged
And cared for me dry your eyes
Those tears are all you're given
It's no surprise now
Your heaven's what you're living in
"whenever auntie moves around her dress makes
A curious sound they trail
Behindher up the floor and trundle
After through the door"
(auntie's skirts-RLStevenson) dry your eyes
Those tears are all you're given
It's no surprise now
Your heaven's what you're living in
Dry your eyes
Those tears are all you're given
It's no surprise now
Your heaven's what you're living in