Locate the spaces in every branch for the sake of the sun
Later flashlights make spots in the dark and we chase them
The green glow of lightning bugs in the night
Start the sky bending sidelong, the hardest part is trying to hold onAnd I do believe that our hearts are received
Be on the rust colored reeds is glimpses of bluenessLately I can't recognize what's right from what is wrongThe summer is spinning out of control 'til we're only ourselves
Each season strips us down to the bone and we bear it
I watch your shoulders feeding the deer in the afternoon sun
The hardest part is shoulders that move onLately I don't know what I could want from anyoneI do believe that our hearts are received
Through all the rust colored reeds, there's flashes of bluenessLately I can't recognize what's right from what is wrongAnd I do believe that our hearts are received
Through all the rust colored reeds, flashes of bluenessWhile you look at me and I don't know what you see
Maybe through rust colored reeds, there could be blueness