All the while The sea oats bowed Against the dunes Your arms stretched out And how the shadows glide The story hastens by We hold on tight The drafty night lets the quiet in And our breath in the same motion, ooh There's a hope that we have what we need Stitch the hem along the edge Of these scenes and colors Find the form in the patient sea But nature is A vibrant quilt And all I want Is it all stretched out
To the tattered edge Through the long afternoon The sun snuffed out In the palm of the ocean The drafty night lets the quiet in And our breath in the same motion, ooh There's a hope that we have what we need Stitch the hem along the edge Of these scenes and colors Find the light in our time here given Find the depth in our hearts' intention Like the starch in the patient seed