Appalaches

Cracked open in halves
Two sides of a mountain
It’s too soon to laugh
It brings drought to the lowlands

I’ll be careful to ask
For what I’m ready to grasp
Rivers stay uncrossed
By the coming of dusk

The closer we get
The larger the surface
May you lose the trail
Gather up your belongings

If I try really hard, I’ll remember my age
My predictions have failed
I am ready to face my time

Do you feel the water rise
As the light goes to waste
It’s a lonely road to walk
To be the one to make your own luck

Both feet in the mud
I’ll wait for a signal
There’s a stream that recalls
All things are eternal
I don’t think this light has been identified
I see trees densify, will my fate come alive?

Do you feel the water rise
As the light goes to waste
It’s a lonely road to walk
To be the one to make your own luck
Do you feel the water rise
As the light goes to waste
It’s a lonely road to walk
To be the one to make your own luck

If we stay until we fall, we fall
There’s a chance that we run out of luck
I won’t ask for anything at all
Only that you keep your head above the water

If we stay until we fall, we fall
There’s a chance that we run out of luck
I won’t ask for anything at all
Only that you keep your head above the water

If we stay until we fall, we fall
There’s a chance that we run out of luck
I won’t ask for anything at all
Only that you keep your head above the water