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Published on Feb 9, 2009
Ten miles I've walked today Along the shore I saw your ghost again The seasoning and the birds gather to go And I laid down on the top of a cliff Confessed my sins into the wind And the sky lay a feather in my mouth
Good Lord what a beautiful day For untraveling, unraveling this heavy heart away To forgive and forget myself And my enemies My bruises washed away
Today Was the day I first said "I belong"
Here in the ghost region All alone upon the shore On this changing line between land and sea Between a cease-fire and a war
And down by the foot of the cliff Where I gathered shells and watched the swell Blossom up around my feet I saw the ribcage of some wreck on the rocks What a tragic cost For getting lost When you just can't find a light Through this fog
But today Was the day I first said "I belong "I belong"
Here in the ghost region All alone upon the shore On this changing line between land sea Between a cease-fire and a war It's a war
It's some beautiful war
It's a wild stretch of land Such a sad place to be When the night comes heavy down And the sand turn to sea
Many saints have lost their love Many a-pilgrim died unseen In that wild stretch of land In that fire to be free