New Grass - Moksha Lyrics

We are to bloom
Into the holy mess
Of knots in our stomach

Let go of the rope
That holds us above
What we don't know (But we want to)
We were meant to swim
Children of the heat and wet
Some pads on the pond

Breathe belly out
With love in eyes
If we can even see at all
My heart unhinged
This year, i've seen three fathers die
And i wonder why i haven't talked to mine
Bring me peace and confidence
And strength for what's next...

At the end of main street
There is a church from five generations before
And everyone we know
Has lined the sidewalks
With clapped hands and red palms
Cheering on
Formal white noise
It's a beautiful day

New day rising
It's time to say goodbye
But i'm not ready to die

I'm not ready to die
But i'm not afraid

We are running along
We are running as fast as we can
It's a beautiful day
Headed to the dreaded westward uphill battle
Beyond the mountains
Nothing guiding me to a light in the sky
With safety or certainty
It's just you and i

Just keep me from the black lung
Pallbearer waiting at the end of my casket
Staring wide-eyed - deer bright
Keep trying to understand why
We keep counting our steps...