My brother stands at the end of the line My children at the breaking wall The clouds are opening over the earth The palms a dark and waving wall And we call back to the old familiar life Please hide me
My father climbs to the top of the rail His head above the roaring world His body burning, his eyes on the waves And a god below the waterline And the grim towers along the barrier line In the cold light of a weakening star
Unchain me
Through the last shower Of fire wheels in the air I am life breathed in the radiant lie God made me
