Well the ropes are taut, And the stories have all been caught. There's a frost-cover drawn on the shore, And the catcher still seems to want more. Through
Backstage with the modern dancers She was stretching her arm, figuring the body When they were breathing they were shouting She was concentrating on her
You look at me with uncertainty You look at me with urgency You look at me with fear in your eyes Like you're about to follow any Don't be afraid to
There is a light in you, I have fallen into There is a light in you, I've fallen into, fallen into Put all your repents away, I won't fine you just to
I became awake From a very dark place Patchwork of fear of poorly conceived ideas With a blister of water Mark of working hands, ready to catch or cut
I was lost in the lakes And the shapes that your body makes That your body makes That your body makes, that your body makes And the mountains said I
One thing I'll say for the less traveled way Doesn't have subtlety Has twice the gravity Get in and go and you're one with the now Turns inconsistently
I've been looking in churches and looking in bars Thought that I saw you in the oncoming cars It was your reflection cast off by the light And into the
There's a mark on my hand put there by the land There's a mark on my hand put there by the land There's a mark on my hand put there by the land There'
I am fighting and I am fighting Kicking and screaming and scratching and budding Keep it going whenever we're going Generations generating What am I
Backstage with the modern dancers She was stretching her arms, Configuring her body. While they were breathing, they were shouting. She was concentrating
You look at me with uncertainty, You look at me with urgency. You look at me with fear in your eyes like you're about to fall away. But don't be afraid
Why are we fighting, why are we fighting? Kicking and screaming, scratching and biting. Keeping it going, wherever we're going. Generations are generating
There's a mark on my hand put there by the land. There's a mark on my hand put there by the land. Can't you see it's in me, can't you see? Can't you
I became awake, From a very dark place, a patchwork of fear, of poorly conceived ideas. With a blister of water, the mark of working hands, Ready to
There is a light in you, I have fallen into. There is a light in you, I have fallen into, Fallen in too. Put all your weapons away. I won't fight you
I was lost in the lakes And the shapes that your body makes That your body makes, that your body makes That your body makes The mountains said I could
