Lyrics
[Verse 1]
In our days, we will live like our ghosts will live
Pitching glass at the cornfield crows and foldin' clothes
Like stubborn boys across the road, we'll keep everything
Grandma's gun and the black bear claw that took her dog
[Verse 2]
When Sister Laurie says amen, we won't hear anything
The ten-car train will that take that word, that fledgling bird
And the falling house across the way, it'll keep everything
The baby's breath, our bravery wasted and our shame
[Verse 3]
And we'll undress beside the ashes of the fire
Both our tender bellies bound in bailing wire
All the more a pair of underwater pearls
Than the oak tree and its resurrection fern
[Verse 4]
In our days, we will say what our ghosts will say
We gave the world what it saw fit, but what'd we get?
Like stubborn boys with big green eyes, we'll see everything
In the timid shade of the autumn leaves and buzzard's wing
[Verse 5]
And we'll undress beside the ashes of the fire
Our tender bellies are wound around in bailing wire
All the more a pair of underwater pearls
Than the oak tree and its resurrection fern
Written by: Sam Beam