What We Made

The haunted house burned To the ground The ghosts were freed They danced with me The flames softened the town Forever changed The whispering bells sang in the fields I met my soul, she said let go Oh what the world can be my friends We deeply know Now when we cry It's a joyous release Now when we sit It is just to breathe Now when they shoot It is only to capture The beauty of what we made The work to rebuild Was common as mud Much to do and be undone First a graveyard for the dead A flower bed Next we learned to love again Through the pain, a tidal wave From the heart flooded the plains Freedom reigns Now when we cry It's a joyous release Now when we sit It is just to breathe Now when they shoot It is only to capture The beauty of what we made We tended to the monsters within Garden weeds turned to medicine And we held each other gently Through the fever dreams Now when we cry It's a joyous release Now when we sit It is just to breathe Now when they shoot It is only to capture The beauty of what we made