May I just say that this song is beautiful, and I love it. It reminds me so much of something Emerson or Thoreau would write.
In the 3rd stanza, the words are something like this:
Though your hands were little, they always stayed alive (or we always were alive, or we always stayed alive, or we always were alive)
In the 4th stanza, the words are close to this:
Unions underground, Sunlight's surfacing, and all around, mountains like diaphragms
May I just say that this song is beautiful, and I love it. It reminds me so much of something Emerson or Thoreau would write.
In the 3rd stanza, the words are something like this: Though your hands were little, they always stayed alive (or we always were alive, or we always stayed alive, or we always were alive)
In the 4th stanza, the words are close to this: Unions underground, Sunlight's surfacing, and all around, mountains like diaphragms