Weathervane

Lately you won't fight the wave
Keeping things in the place you can roam
Tear it down
On the wave back for the ride you sold
Her icy march

Hand me down on smoke, on a lighter blade
Bones are tired, get worn again for the sun
I know the fated goes
Better come fly right by with the weather vane
Blows the silence, taking the sun
Anywhere nobody knows

Man on the moon won't pull you down
There's nothing to do in Wichita
Her radiance so seasonal
Listening with her eyes
We got light years to grow

Said if I could collide with the light of day
Rope so tightly only know that when it comes
It dawned the note she wrote
So run to sky in a yellow flame
All the nights I knew
Anywhere nobody can go
Letting you float anywhere nobody knows