To and From - Elephant Revival

We are the blood inside the man

Rivers flowing to and from

The mouth of the mighty ghost

To the eyes of the setting sun

These hearts beat for the land and sky and things that go unseen

In due time may we come to know, see these things we do not see

My love, she walks a tight rope

If she falls she’ll fly, I know this to be true

But if she reaches the other side

She’ll climb even higher

Than the crescent moon

We are the dreams and walk right through, the stories told with such

Wisdom gained of mirth and loss, of pain and joy and lust

We are the lungs we breath for dance, for trance, and mystery

We are the breath we take it in, and let it go as we please

This hearts, a steam engine baby

And love is you

This hearts, a steam engine baby

And love is you

We can sing our songs in the midst of pain, and break on down the walls

Sometimes we rise above, and look across it all

Sometimes we lose the plots, for this we pray

In a way that it was never taught, somehow it’ll be okay

This hearts, a steam engine baby

And love is you

This hearts, a steam engine baby

And love is you

We are the blood inside the man

Rivers flowing to and from

The mouth of the mighty ghost

To the eyes of the setting sun