Tall corn, gravel road,
Stained glass on the window,
Wrapped in the ragged soul of an old gentle hymn;
Making deals with the clouds;
Dreaming of those final hours
When the thunder proudly bows to all whispering things.
But old ways how they fly
Like the earth from a tired eye;
Born again in a new life of flickering whims.
We met at those crossroads
Where losing's the only way to go,
You looked at me as if to say,
"Won't you show me another way, and..."
Take me to your hiding place,
Just a soul without a map that got lost 'long the way.
Worlds carved in stone, now somehow erased,
Souls without maps yet bound to fly away.
We kissed in the falling leaves;
Sang old time melodies;
Danced as our shifting feet turned stumbling.
We built our towers tall
Near a sea of shared tears fallen
And cursed the waves that eat the walls ever crumbling.
Tell me, can our lonely tears
Find their way through fixed years,
On into the circling spheres so far above us.
Honey, are you the one to fall
Together with me through it all?,
I'm waiting for you to say
That you're the one that can light my way, and...
Take me to your hiding place,
Just a soul without a map that got lost 'long the way.
Worlds carved in stone, now somehow erased,
Souls without maps yet bound to fly away.
Stones in the river thrown
Shimmering, sinking alone
Won't know how far flows their rippling rings,
So the words of a man grow
Washing over every soul
Though his bones will never know of the light it brings.