rails and summer skies

I watched the dust

settle down on the floor

We don't talk

about the storm anymore

Just fold the maps we don't need

And let the quiet take the lead But there's a light past

the bend in the road

Lighter than the weight of the load (oooh)

We're gonna make it home

The winter ground

is beginning to yield

Green is waking up in the field

Step by step, the shadows fade

Into the promise that we made

But there's a light past the bend in the road

Lighter than the weight of the load (yeah)

We're gonna make it home

We're gonna make it home (we are gonna make it home)