Make Restitution

On the graves

In the cracks of a thousand leaves

Somewhere inbetween

Our past and our future

Rolling over

All the dividing things

Are you still listening?

I wanna be heard by you

Slow fall into the Indian sea

Where the cold and the hot meet

And the powers at be leave

Mmm

When it’s morning

And my soul is clear

I look in the mirror

And I see that love

Rolling over

You call me back to bed

I find myself again

Staring at the edge

Slow fall into the Indian sea

Where the cold and the hot meet

And the powers that be leave

I rise a child again

Wake up a wild wind

Takes me there

I rise a child again

Wake up a wild wind

Takes me there

When I need to be

Slow fall into the Indian sea

Where the cold and hot meet

And the powers that be leave

[Outro}

I rise a child again

Wake up a wild wind

Takes me there