The Wood Song - Emily Saliers
    The thin horizon of a plan is almost clear

    My friends and I have had a tough time
    Bruising our brains hard up against change
    All the old dogs and the magician
    Now I see we're in the boat in two by twos
    Only the heart that we have for a tool we could use
    And the very close quarters are hard to get used to
    Love weighs the hull down with its weight

    But the wood is tired and the wood is old
    And we'll make it fine if the weather holds
    But if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
    That's where I need to go

    No way construction of this tricky plan
    Was built by other than a greater hand
    With a love that passes all out understanding
    Watching closely over the journey
    Yeah
    But what it takes to cross the great divide
    Seems more than all the courage I can muster up inside
    Although we get to have some answers when we reach the other side
    The prize is always worth the rocky ride

    But the wood is tired and the wood is old
    And we'll make it fine if the weather holds
    But if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
    That's where I need to go

    Sometimes I ask to sneak a closer look
    Skip to the final chapter of the book
    And then maybe steer us clear from some of the pain it took
    To get us where we are this far, yeah
    But the question drowns in it's futility
    And even I have got to laugh at me
    No one gets to miss the storm of what will be
    Just hold on for the ride

    But the wood is tired and the wood is old
    And we'll make it fine if the weather holds
    But if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
    That's where I need to go
     

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