Fault Lines Lyrics

Icebergs calve, fall and crash

Ten thousand years gone at the flick of an ash

Somehow the sound of water, reminds me of my father

And this future for our daughter

But what can we say, of tomorrow today

It's a still life but it's still life and it might be okay

We could scheme all day and night

You with the key, me, holding the light

Plans on our lap, pins in an ancient map

While fault lines crack the thick opaque of a clueless lake we skate

And where hides our son, when the hot winters come

And how are his friends and new family

It might well turn out just fine

Kids now so smart, kids now so kind

That counts for something, doesn't it? doesn't it count for something

It's got to count for something, doesn't it

Doesn't it help in the fragile light, of a still summer night

When the sun cooks fruit on the cherry tree

Will there be room left for you and merry me