Emily Says
our fate has seeds in the ground
and there they will wait
inches from sunshine
and rootless here they allow
to lengthen the days
and cover us over
cuz when it is time to sprout
ringing with silver and cymbal sound
i'm hoping that heaven will hear me out
it hinges here in the air
a garden in wait
blanket of sunshine
and i'm like "i wanna be there"
and emily says "hope still appears"
and though i know in my heart it's right
feeling like hurting myself tonight
nobody's candle is burning bright
the wind inside the blades of grass will unbind it
well i've been to the mountain high
and melting up into open sky
you are the voice and the reason why