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)