The Lakes

Everything that doesn't aspire to anything good will never be heard Gathering the bricks and the dust, the pots and the cups, the rhymes and the words Leaving all the fields where we buried our dreams And the pride and the ambition that went up in the seems Heading for the mountains and the valleys again Where the water still holds the boats that carried us in But I'll keep singing your name Leaving everything, whatever it takes I'll keep singing your name Running from the ashes into the lakes We'll carve our names in the trees and leave them there in the sand for the waves to roll in We won't let the others forget what we thought we had said, so we'll say it again Leaving all the fields where we buried our dreams And the pride and the ambition that went up in the seems Heading for the mountains and the valleys again Where the water still holds the boats that carried us in But I'll keep singing your name Leaving everything, whatever it takes I'll keep singing your name Running from the ashes into the lakes Will our hearts collapse together As the heavens spiral in? Could your arms reach out forever And carry me again? And I'll keep singing your name