I begin to end where the song begins Little rain plays the earth, birds learn Little facets light to mimic the sea The crumpled sheet of the sky Seems to sink slowly upon my land The fortress offers a generous view But my people are busy in their work And I am busy in the watching
Sweet. Sweet. It is a stumbling Sweetheart, walked up through the night I break down, I break down altogether, I stutter as lightening within the clouds And the thunder of my disquiet Pounds against the sun. Everything Everything, everything incites me To climb up the watchtowers, invites me To join a hand onto hand, and Scream myself open to the world