Lyrics

We burn the pages, the blood for the woods
And it rips at the lungs of the lives where they stood
As claimers we’re steady, we ready the wind to
Come out and in, come out and in, come out and in, come out and in

*The moon and the stars they know where we are
The mountains and trees they know where we’ll be
The wind and the waves make way for the maze
And the sun shining bright, she’s giving us time

I breathe for the air I inhale
I sleep for the sake of this bed of soil frail
Facing the west where the steady sun sets
Come out again, come out again, come out again, come out again

*
It’s in our hands
Watering sinking sands
And we’re making plans
And we depend on the man