When the frontier blooms
When the dry land sings
When the wasteland
Wakes with its trembling springs
There's a river running through my
Bones, a wildfire mercy
That overflows
Through the dust and the doom, I still
When the dry land sings
When the wasteland
Wakes with its trembling springs
There's a river running through my
Bones, a wildfire mercy
That overflows
Through the dust and the doom, I still