Right for Sky - Iron, Wine

Know this house that I called home

Her gentle milk was happy just to flow

Know that her tomcats took their licks in turn

Some branches fall to open arms

Some paradises are a prayer too far

Gods in the treetop making mockingbirds

If I could choose I would do things right

Teach my dreams to look me in the eye

Sing my heart out into my hand

Shine where light demands

When I lose my feet in my father’s shoes

When I take your flesh with my false tooth

When I bend until I break in two

Call me a fool being green

In the leaves of the world

The leaves of the world

The wind blows all the wild away

This house was kind as every hiding place

Bones are the hardest offering to burn

That dog will bark though no one’s there

This man went mad breaking his easy chair

Sing me the softest heart I’ve ever heard

It’s only right how this trail goes cold

Moonlight gliding through our empty clothes

Know I’m warm when a cloud rolls by

Rolling right for sky

When I lose my feet in my father’s shoes

When I take your flesh with my false tooth

When I bend until I break in two

Call me a fool being green

In the leaves of the world

The leaves of the world