Wide Open Plain

What we put before the glove and the rain
In the wide open plain
What we choose to take, what will remain
On the wide open plain

In a wave of wind, flood of rain
We are washed grain by grain
On the skies on high nothing has changed
Stars appear in there again

You will not hide inside the shadows
When the day begins again
You won't be watching from you window
In the wide open plain

Oh, they come to me, one by one
In the little time remains
I felt the sting of deeds I'd done
By which I'd hoped to gain

The melodies of songs unsung
Are drawn out slow with pain
And swelled beyond horizon lines
In the wide open plain

You will not see me up and running
For there are no heights to gain
And we will surely see it coming
In the wide open plain

We stand once more on golden shores
A still and stony train
The sea of glass, the sea that roars
Where all our spoils are drained

Plain now and ever deeply lie
Anchoring our chains
And divide us endless
Depthless from the wide open plain

I wake up trembling in the morning
To a cold and soundless rain
I know beneath these streets aborning
Here's a wide open plain