World Falls
- Amy Ray
I'm coming home with
a stone, strapped onto my back.
I'm coming home with a burning
hope turning all my blues to black.
I'm looking for a sacred hand
to carve into my stone.
A ghost of comfort, angels
breath - to keep this life inside my chest.
This world falls on me with
hopes of immortality.
Everywhere I turn all the
beauty just keeps shaking me.
I woke up in the middle of
a dream, scared the world was too much for me.
Sejarez said, "don't let go,
just plant the seeds and watch them grow."
I've slept in rainy canyon
lands, cold drenched to my skin.
I always wake to find a face
to calm these troubled lands.
This world falls on me with
dreams of immortality.
Everywhere I turn all the
beauty just keeps shaking me.
Running - end - earth - swimming
- edge - sea - laughing - under - starry sky
This world was meant for me.
Don't bury me, carry me.
I wish I was a nomad, an Indian,
or a saint.
The edge of death would disappear,
leave me nothing left to taint.
I wish I was a nomad, an Indian,
or a saint.
Give me walking shoes, feathered
arms, and a key to heaven's gate.
This world falls on me with
dreams of immortality.