Small joys gliding to me When I thought they were far away I'll set out on foot with you tonight And we'll be so far away If you know the truth That all we have is time and luck I'll have to ask you to keep it to yourself That's a secret that's still out of bounds And our wheels They will be turning back and forth And we'll let our heavy burdens weigh their worth And our burning, burning torches will run out And we'll go to sleep safe and sound But I'm worried for you my dear You've got a heart that others fear I'm learning that fear for myself And I can't let you down From this place that I've found In my heart It's all for you It's all for you No I can't let you down From this place that I've found In my heart It's all for you

My family came here on a ship full or soldiers and sails Bargained hard for a spot to keep, while keeping their souls elsewhere And two hundred years ago these hands were worked so hard But these valleys are still unknown even though we have come so far These hands, they are not yours, they are not yours, to keep These hands, they are not yours, they are not yours to keep Keep I knew a man who was covered in dust and had taken a few years on to his face Outside he was brittle, he was torn a little, but inside he knew his only place I took him by the hand and said come on, take a stand, under the hot white sun to raise our arms He did the best he could and it was better than good because he flew off, I won't see him again These hands, they are not yours, they are not yours to keep These hands, they are not yours, they are not yours to keep Keep My hands have held a book or two and they've played and they've waved and they've made Now they hold something dearer then that, it's another hand holding right back And even though we will be covered in dust, we will first be nurtured in out trust In the valley that we then will know; after searching so long we will let go But these hands, they are not yours, they are not yours to keep These hands, they are not yours, they are not yours to keep Keep Keep

Never thought I’d see the day - the look in her eyes; the words she would say; armed to the teeth with her tongue just to prove that the sticks and stones weren’t half as bad. It isn’t that hard to forget what it means to do unto others and forgive us those things that muddle the thoughts in our heads when our hearts have broken with the beat of what was Meant to maintain the love and goodwill between mothers and brothers and thaw through the chill of the hunch that this crutch of a God might have gone and broken both the legs we used to Walk through the deserts and wade through the streams to the fields and homes in the back of our dreams that our children to lose as they run on ahead to make our mistakes their own. Chorus: I’d like to throw a voice to all the ears that refuse to hear the cries of years gone-by, all asking why goodwill became a running joke to the Kids brought up to move and groove to the rhythm of the fleeting, seething urge to doubt the best and break the rest, and blame the ocean when their boats are left adrift at sea. Verse 2: Never seems that hard at first; one or two drinks at the most and the thirst will dry up like rain in the face of the sun. But wait, you can hear it bubble… back through the cracks and the lines in a face that your friends used to trust and your lovers would embrace, broken by woe and the risk that was run in standing in contempt of how your Father was a teacher and mother was a bride. Your life was always grounded in the privilege you’d hide from the critics, naysayers and unquestionable foes, who’d dare to call you out on all the Bullshit you’d use to bury your shame, your life and love can't be played like some game you can bend and then twist to produce the results that will quiet that little drone. Chorus: I’d like to throw a voice at all the ears that refuse to hear the cries of years gone-by, all asking why goodwill became a running joke to the Kids brought up to move and groove to the rhythm of the fleeting, seething urge to doubt the best and break the rest, just aching to prolong the thrill. I’d like to throw a voice to all the ears that refuse to fear the cries of years gone-by, all asking why goodwill became a running joke to the Kids brought up to move and groove to the rhythm of the fleeting, seething urge to doubt the best and break the rest, and blame the ocean when their boats are left adrift at sea.

It was a biting winter but a hot and loose July And she took the love that saved her, it was all that she could try Painting a decent picture both of blue and endless nights She knew would soon be mounted on that great December sky And oh the luscious valley that bloomed in spring Where she had settled and where she would sing Offered her the comforts she had yearned for so long A country told in whisper and a place to call home 'Cause 16 miles out of town And 6-feet underground lay a lover she knew so well His lips they were still cold Left from the stories still untold He saved her for to take and tell Honey, we will never understand this land We were not made to in our lives We are the wildlife in big demand The rising souls who must survive I heard from paradise that it has an empty nest All its children have grown up and there's no more struggle left They had quite the invitation to move over seas Live their lives backwards and rewrite history 'Cause now kids count their follies one by one On the fingers they've been given by the great and holy sun And she counts the wings on the crows over head Wishing everyone was a day he wasn't dead 'Cause 16 miles out of town And 6-feet underground lay a lover she knew so well His lips they were still cold Left from the stories still untold he wish he'd had the time to tell Honey we will never understand this land We were not made to in our lives We are the wildlife in big demand The rising souls who must survive 'Cause 16 miles out of town And 6-feet underground lay a lover she knew so well His lips they were still cold Left from the stories still untold he wish he had cared to tell 'Cause honey we will never understand this land We were not made to in our lives We are the wildlife in big demand The rising souls who must survive And honey we will never understand this land We were not made to in our lives We are the wildlife in big demand The rising souls who must survive The rising souls who must survive The rising souls who must survive...

Are you cheatin' yourself again Caught in your own web The ground beneath you has begun to spin And you have forgotten what it is like to Go walkin' We all lose our balance from time to time But the saying is true, it will return after a short while But this red tin can buried deep inside your chest Has rusted from giving up and taken too long of a rest And your feet, they miss the feelin' of gravel beneath their souls If there's one thing we were made to do It's to breathe out and Go walkin' We all lose our balance from time to time But the saying is true, it will return after a short while So lay down in the heart of this sleepin' town It will provide with the comfort your lookin' for Put on your best coat, your favorite scarf to warm your throat Head into winter, leaving the sun So careless and bold 'Cause your feet, they miss the feelin' Of gravel beneath their souls And your heart is breakin' a fever From beating on its own Build up from the ground The simple home you know Reach out to hold a hand Breathe out and Go walkin'