Wide Open Plain

What we put before the glove and the rain In the wide open plain What we choose to take, what will remain On the wide open plain In a wave of wind, flood of rain We are washed grain by grain On the skies on high nothing has changed Stars appear in there again You will not hide inside the shadows When the day begins again You won't be watching from you window In the wide open plain Oh, they come to me, one by one In the little time remains I felt the sting of deeds I'd done By which I'd hoped to gain The melodies of songs unsung Are drawn out slow with pain And swelled beyond horizon lines In the wide open plain You will not see me up and running For there are no heights to gain And we will surely see it coming In the wide open plain 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 Plain now and ever deeply lie Anchoring 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 Here's a wide open plain