I wake in the rain and a fire is burning inside. The dream of the stains on my hands wasn't just a dream. All in chains we follow lights to the ocean to stand for a picture. And in the night we steal away to the staggering woods, and the moonlight. We drown and we waste ourselves, and wander under trees, they make our bowers. Oh canal, how you breathe into every step that we've taken. Oh canal, how you breathe into every step that we take. Boulders rise and clouds shine, all is black and gray. The ground is heavy with sorrow, it cradles us still. And we dream to build a bridge to carry us over this torrent. But every rock is so far and we cannot stomach the height. Again and again this nightmare we have dreamt, Lord let it end! Winter comes and we drive to the lake in the evening. We say through the rain how we tried, how we tried just to love. But it's our vessel now, and we trumpet the weight of our losses. Yes it's our vessel now and we sing for being alone. This place we call home, we cannot call it for long, pack up your things.