Our Light Miles - Iron, Wine

What will become of us?

Tall trees blow there in the bone white snow

Nothing but night for songs

Old miles still sucking the warm milk of summer

Love in this breath so long

Thrown against stone, we’re hard to get happy

What will become of us?

All water knows leaving, hearts bleed their changing

Lightning’s alive 'cause it disappears

Feel every tear as it falls away

Falls away, falls away

No one looks wrong in rain

Hope builds a house, too much prayer to tear down

Cloud comes our way, so white

Over the hill must be light miles of promise

What will become of us?