Golden Hour Lyrics

Golden Hour's come and gone

And as the dew's floating down toward the lawn

Gently now it's laying on the backs of crickets singing

Settling all their dust

Won't you break my sinful bones

Level out all these potholes

I'm spreading pine straw in the yard

To cover up the scars and the weeds that we can't help but grow

We swear to God we know what you want

But our prophecies have all been wrong

What have we been chasing

If your train's in the station

And really You've been waiting on us

We're all searching for someone

We're all speaking with our tongues

Hoping You might hear us pray

Looking for our stake to claim

We're all begging for more time

We're all praying for new wine

But no one really wants to change

Golden hour's come and gone

About a half a mile down the road

In a world full of debtors

Should our prayers for the predators

Be the same hymns we're humming for the prey?

I Should be hungry to hear your voice

But we're all feasting on the noise

I hear the telephone ringing

But I'm out back with the crickets singing

Turns out You're really not silent

We're all searching for someone

We're all speaking with our tongues

Hoping You might hear us pray

Looking for our stake to claim

We're all begging for more time

We're all praying for new wine

But no one really wants to change

Well golden hour's come and gone

And as the dew's floating down toward the lawn

Gently won't you rest

Your spirit on my chest

Settling all my dust