Lyrics

Red Candles
by Danielle Howle

I speak from passive agony
constant work of making me happy
Sisyphus don’t know
he ain’t alone

I’m so dull with all of the doing
why won’t someone come
see me to it

Maybe I should quit
portable companionship

There are some red candles
from the closet
I’m going to light them up and
let it be Christmas

There are some red candles
from the closet
I’m going to light them up and
let it be Christmas

Do you hear me yet
tapping on your forehead like a window
I’m crowning it
with all the mightiness of love
that’s turned up on it’s edge
and ready to slice

If I could be stone
I would do it
If I could go home
I would move it
If I could shut up
maybe you would talk to me

There are some red candles
from the closet
I’m going to light them up and
let it be Christmas

There are some red candles
from the closet
I’m going to light them up and
let it be Christmas

Do you hear me yet
tapping on your forehead
like a window
I’m crowning it
with all the mightiness of love
that’s turned up on it’s edge

Do you hear me yet
screaming like a broken
noiseless voice
I’m not proud of it
but get beyond to what I fear
and fear is – it – it – is
just dreaming this out