Tangle In This Trampled Wheat

Been so many days of longing now

Why should it ever be this far

Where I get frightened

I could never gather birds enough to carry 'round your part

But I see traces of your thoughts out here

I see a sight; I hear a sound

I only comfort in the brittleness of days when I can hold what I just found

In the untired eyes of the laughing child

And the dirtiest sweater he owns

Early, sun-warmed pine

And all those life-like sins

That will pull out the memories to show

I'm not leavin' alone

I'm not leavin' alone

If just that weather-beatin' plane was here

Haven't seen it since I came

Can only wonder if it's near or in the skies

When this damn city sounds the same

And sometimes I'm just a tangle in this trampled wheat

Shirk a-like a losing dog

If just tonight that I could be where you are near

And just forget where I am lost

In the untired eyes of the laughing child

And the dirtiest sweater he owns

Early, sun-warmed pine

And all those life-like sins

That will pull out the memories to show

I'm not leavin' alone

I'm not leavin' alone