Verse 1

We felt the ground decide

beneath our oldest rooms,

the walls that stood a century

collapsed by afternoon.

The sea took sixteen hours

to give back what it claimed —

we floated in the in-between

and called each other's names.

Chorus

Somewhere a hand extends across a border drawn in grief,

somewhere a door is opened just enough

to offer some relief.

We are the ones still waiting

at the edge of what was planned —

fault lines send their regards

through the trembling of the land.

Verse 2

A court deliberates

what children need to see,

while someone carries boxes

down a road that should be free.

The carrier moves westward

to relieve the ones worn thin —

we send each other forward

into what we've always been.

Chorus

Somewhere a hand extends across a border drawn in grief,

somewhere a door is opened just enough

to offer some relief.

We are the ones still waiting

at the edge of what was planned —

fault lines send their regards

through the trembling of the land.

Bridge

The proposal hangs in August air,

unanswered, unrefused —

we've offered peace so many times

our mouths are almost bruised.

Still we load the trucks,

still we draft the note,

still we pull each other

from the current by the throat.

Outro

The ground will settle.

The sea will clear.

We'll carry what we carried

into another year.

Instrumental Outro

How did it make you feel?

A new song arrives tomorrow.