Album: Becoming All Things

My mind is racing all the time

And where it's going I don't know but I don't mind

And all the aching in her eyes

Couldn't tell you half the story if they tried

But she just stands there on high

And lays me low again

Lightning flashes in the sky

Behind those clouds and it surrounds us on all sides

Yeah there's a storm that's closing tight

And we both know we're in the eye

But she just stands there on high

And lays me low again

All those ghosts they line the shore now

Waving red flags in my mind

Saying, "Get out of that river, child…

There's no telling where it winds"

And the wind blows by my body

As I float downstream so light

There is nothing quite as lovely

As the way they all go white

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