you've gotta stop denying
there's such an in between
but you're gonna get out of this
when you're through with it, you'll be free

you're so busy walking
you couldn't see the sky
unmoveable, unlovable,
you never stop to wonder why

(oh-oh)

the day it started raining
the day your mother died
you were dressed in black, you gave it back
the little book you'd borrowed, you'd stolen a page

you're searching for an answer
you're searching for a yes
on the horizon line, watch the birds that fly,
can they take you there, where she rests?

(oh-oh)