There are wildflowers springing up at the graveyard
An oak tree that’s been standing here so long
And dandelions pretty in the sunshine
‘til the wind blows and they’re gone
Blue skies make me think winter’s never coming
Feelings always feel like they’ll never end
And my whole life I’ve been working hard at changing
But now I’m just sinking in
And I’m walking to the edge of where the river meets the sky
Holding my head up and closing my eyes
And all thе answers I’ve been hoping to find
Are writtеn in the water
Clouds are rolling over
Snake, she sheds her skin
And the wolves are calling out as the moon circles ‘round
Casting shadows on the hillside as their voices rise again
Oh, and I’m walking to the edge of where the river meets the sky, holding my head up and closing my eyes
And all the answers I’ve been hoping to find
Are written in the water
Written in footsteps that crawl across the snow
Written in memories that change each time they’re told
All the answers I’ve been hoping to find
Are written in the water
Wildflowers in the Graveyard was produced by Amber Rubarth & Matt Andrews.