Id-

le

as

it

seemed

Trudg-

ing

through

the

mist

.

Fol-

low-

ing

the

creeks

.

Er-

as-

ing

dim

lines

on

the

list

.

Ea-

ger

to

arr-

ive

Leav-

ing

foot-

prints

in

the

clay

.

Read-

ing

rocks

and

vines

Tell-

ing

In-

di-

go

from

grey

Tell-

ing

In-

di-

go

from

gre-

e-

y

Scatt-

ered

rays

of

light

On

dust

grains

in

the

air

.

All

berr-

ies

in

the

trees

Earn

a

stea-

dy

flare

Am-

ong

the

mir-

rors

of

the

scene

Some

app-

ear

frail

and

in-

comp-

lete

.

In

a

vast

field

of

ba-

a-

les.

She

runs

from

the

deep-

est-

val-

ley-

past-

the

sun.

Op-

en-

ing

up

the

vault

To

find

spinn-

ing

tops

at

play

.

Em-

bedd-

ed

nest-

ed

yarn

Di-

vert-

ing

from

the

gates

.

But

once

the

faint

ill-

u-

sive

moans

Ev-

ap-

or-

a-

te

in

the

mo-

r-

ni-

ng

light

All

de-

ser-

ted

ye-

arn-

ings

come

to

life

Sur-

face

from

the

dark

to

re-

a-

lize

How

in

a

vast

field

she

runs

From

the

deep-

est

val-

ley

past

the

sun

.

A--

a-

all

this

ti-

i-

i-

i-

me

Wit

ne-

ss

to

th-

e-

cha-

n-

g-

ing-

tides

.

All

.

the-

e

whi-

le

Find-

ing

ways

how

to

make

sense

of

all

the

lights

To

shake

the

winds

To

shake

the

cur-

rents

and

the

ri-

gid-

hives

we're

liv-

ing

in

A-

a-

a-

all

this

time

Wit-

ne-

ss

to

th-

e

cha

ng-

i-

ing

t-

ides.

Id-

le

as

a

wave

mov-

ing

out

to

sea

Cruis-

ing

with-

out

sound

Mold-

ing

what's

to

be

Ser-

ene

be-

tween

the

trails

Ser-

ene

with

the

time

and

ink

Of

a

Ghost.