To Wrong A Right
The valleys by the sea down near the nation's knee
They bend before the storm and shudder when it's warm
I found you on the trail
Your eyes and calm details, it's lighting up your face
Near the mountain's base
We've all been there before
The lines are on your door, scratching on the wood
Doing what we could
To right their own frustrations
To wrong a right
To right their own frustrations now
Somehow
Cast shadows on the stream
It's like a waking dream
The birdsong is our grail—singing through the veil
The dawn was glowing red
The words ran through your head
We face the light alone, with nothing that we own
To right their own frustrations
To wrong a right
To right their own frustrations now
Somehow
You're sleeping on my arm
Your eyes they cast a charm
Your hand is on my wrist beneath the mountain's mist
They bend us to our knees
But through the line of trees
I'm howling out to see
It's lifting on the breeze
To right their own frustrations
To wrong a right
To right their own frustrations now
Somehow
