Able Cain

To hear the secrets singing I bend a knee and stare
'Cause what's to come, tomorrow brings, and I am unaware

If truth is painfully mine, but dreams are who I am
Then take me here, reward a lie, and touch an outstretched hand

I took the white from the mountains
I tempted the Sun to fall down from the sky
When the night shown her face
And her brother Sun misplaced
I can only begin to reply

To hear the words of wisdom I walk back into my fear
'Cause what has gone I hold so close, I've cried my selfish tears

If truth is painfully mine, but dreams are who I am
Then take me here, reward a lie, and touch an outstretched hand

I choked on the mountains
I painted the Sun that fell down from the sky
When the night shown her face and her brother Sun misplaced
I can only begin to reply

Can your stars burn brightly upon these wishes fall
Or is your black another sea that sings a siren's call
Standing in these lines of rain
We can only begin to touch the hand of able Cain

Closer and closer I draw to you
To hear these secrets in song gently placed to cover all
And to call the others all along