The Light Bulb Does

Don’t give the end away
I haven’t seen it
I haven’t seen a thing all winter
I’m telling you the truth
And watching you read along
Is this a frequency or a second language?
Your liquor on your sleeve
Or a heart-shaped bottle top
It’s all that I can do
To save the last blank for us
If it’s a secret I’ll keep it in my hand
'til the fingers understand
You’re thinking it’s a race but it’s only running
You shouldn’t be afraid of what we’re becoming
Now what’s another word for hallelujah?
There is an anchor hanging by a thread
'Til you steadied me instead
The weather inside is better than
Where we hide our cloud
See for real and keep me safe
As the light bulb does
The obvious answer isn’t so obvious to us
See for real and
Keep me sure as the question was