Miles High, Miles Wide

If I don't know who to thank for the sky

I will write the letter to my eyes

And be glad to be alive

Under something miles high and miles wide

When my skin touches the earth

And finds her home in the dirt

I am grounded, saved, and cured

By something I never thought was pure

Ooooo

As the clouds temper up and pour out

And drop their fury on the ground

The space between us closes down

And the weather in my chest joins the sound

Ooooo