Wide Open Plain Songtext
What we put before the glove and the rein
In the wide-open plain
What we choose to take and what will remain
On the wide-open plain
From the skies on high, nothin' has changed
Stars are peering out again
In a wave of wind, a flood of rain
We are washed grain by grain
You will not hide inside the shadows
In the wide-open plain
What we choose to take and what will remain
On the wide-open plain
From the skies on high, nothin' has changed
Stars are peering out again
In a wave of wind, a flood of rain
We are washed grain by grain
You will not hide inside the shadows
When the day begins again
Won't be watchin' from your window
In the wide-open plain
Oh, they come to me one by one
In the little time that remains
I felt the sting of deeds I'd done
By which I'd hoped to gain
The melodies of the songs unsung
Are drawn out slow with pain
And swell beyond horizon lines
On the wide-open plain
You will not see me up and running
For there are no heights to gain
We will surely see it coming
In the wide-open plain
Oh, we stand once more on golden shores
A still and stony train The sea of glass, the sea that roars
Where all our spoils are drained
Will now and ever deeply lie
Anchorin' our chains
And divide us endless, depthless from
The wide-open plain
I wake up trembling in the morning
To a cold and soundless rain
I know beneath these streets aborning
Is a wide-open plain
Won't be watchin' from your window
In the wide-open plain
Oh, they come to me one by one
In the little time that remains
I felt the sting of deeds I'd done
By which I'd hoped to gain
The melodies of the songs unsung
Are drawn out slow with pain
And swell beyond horizon lines
On the wide-open plain
You will not see me up and running
For there are no heights to gain
We will surely see it coming
In the wide-open plain
Oh, we stand once more on golden shores
A still and stony train The sea of glass, the sea that roars
Where all our spoils are drained
Will now and ever deeply lie
Anchorin' our chains
And divide us endless, depthless from
The wide-open plain
I wake up trembling in the morning
To a cold and soundless rain
I know beneath these streets aborning
Is a wide-open plain
