Wide Open Plain

What we put before The love and the rain And 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 You will not hide inside the shadows When the day begins again You won't be watching from you windows 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 melody of The songs unsung are Drawn out slow with pain And swelled beyond Horizon lines On 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 The golden shores A still and stony train The sea of glass The sea that roars Where all their spoils are drained We'll 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

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