Tie the road
Cross it with chalk
Bring me your silver
Wash me with salt
Sky cracked open
Open eyed sleeping
Trying to wake
From the bottom of the lake
Raise my head
Lake of the dead
Water by the side
In the middle of the sky
Breathing is the way I pray
Dreaming is the way I pray
Breathing is the way I pray
Dreaming is the way I pray
Tie the road
Cross it with chalk
Bring me your silver
Wash me with salt
Mother of the water
Wake my soul
Take me whole
Take me back
Cover me with ash
My time has come
Take me to the river run
Take me to the river
Tie the road
Cross it with chalk
Bring me your silver
Wash me with salt
Breathe in