Matt Pond Pa

And when that white dust fails
Life starts drifting off into a shaky heaven
To see each day begin, the shadows metal make
Now I must know better
The night is never lost, there is a way across
Mirror lines up clearly
And when that white dust fails
Smoke pours from the sun
Now I must know better
The sparrows in the rafters make a racket
When the morning breaks
Reaching out with open wings
There's life inside of everything