Locate the spaces in every branch for the sake of the sun
Later flashlights make spots in the dark and we chase them
The green glow of lightning bugs in the night
Start the sky bending sidelong, the hardest part is trying to hold on
And I do believe that our hearts are received
Be on the rust colored reeds is glimpses of blueness
Lately I can't recognize what's right from what is wrong
The summer is spinning out of control 'til we're only ourselves
Each season strips us down to the bone and we bear it
I watch your shoulders feeding the deer in the afternoon sun
The hardest part is shoulders that move on
Lately I don't know what I could want from anyone
I do believe that our hearts are received
Through all the rust colored reeds, there's flashes of blueness
Lately I can't recognize what's right from what is wrong
And I do believe that our hearts are received
Through all the rust colored reeds, flashes of blueness
While you look at me and I don't know what you see
Maybe through rust colored reeds, there could be blueness