Lyrics

Watching the horizon for signs of a storm Knowing that the right will undo all the wrong I can feel this child inside me move She rolls with nothing to prove She's gonna change the way I choose Looking forward to the blood and pain Feel it coming down like rain Washing over and through my veins Come the thunderhead moving down the pass Come the thunderhead break the silence at last Now I can come clean find words for all the seen Find some peace inside the stream Turn in and endure the mean I can feel this child inside me move She rolls with nothing to prove She's gonna change the way I choose Blind by the sun cleansed by the pain Dancing with spirit elders in coats of gold Crawl through the spot where the world Was pulled like a root, pulled by it's leaves Gathered and burned as the dinner of thieves Then returned as the body of Eve Reckoned by the grace of grace