Bright Lanterns

Well we air clear blue aching skies in the morning after
And memories of gold on the run, flying around
Was there a drunken cloud over someone just empty
A vision of a mount you say, so where did it go

It was light and I held it like a child to be saved
From the fires and from the falling down satellites
But still wondering

Damn you always treat me like a stranger, mountain
Though you've seen the shadow between the city and what is mine
And fallen kids all rising men among their logs, but leavers
Suddenly darker in their eyes and their broken smiles
It's only what these kids will haul around

Well there's a lot of sullen land for hungry feed of answers
And medicine for balancing things, like seeing your ghosts
So thank god we're bright, said the lanterns brother
Cause I don't know a thing about boats or the land I see

It was day and I stood there once again climbing quick
When I knew you were the one throwing dying stars on our gathering
But he said

Damn you always treat me like a mountain, stranger
Though I have never seen your shadows or fading lights
I'm just a rock that you'll be picking up through all your ages
Always believing there's a canyon for every blind
It's only what these kids will haul around