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 this stone
A ghost of comfort, Angel's 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 o f a dream, scared the world was too much for me
Sejarez said, "Don't leg go, just plant the seeds and watch them grow"
I've slept in rainy cayon lands, cold drenched to my skin
I always wake to fin a face to calm these troubled lands
This world falls on me with hopes 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 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 hopes of immortality
Everywhere I turn all the beauty just keeps shaking me