Leaning against the tree with her hip
Smoldering cigarette-born smoke on her lips
Sitting in sand the sun's on my hands
The sun is in my hands and it lights up this land
Sunsplotches dance as light filters through the trees
We like the trees will soon sway in the breeze
And the mountains will melt with the coming of spring
There in the ash lies a beautiful thing
It's how we laugh all day into the night
The light's burning then burned uncannily bright
All coming down, down to the ground
The comfortable ground it feels safe and sound
The cloud's like me float swift through the sky
This gust of wind is mother earth's sigh
But you could not help but to smile around the face
As we return to this magical place
Never again will you have to frown
All coming down, all coming down
All coming down, all coming down
credits
from Basement Confessions,
released February 18, 2011
Song written by Tom French
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