What Is Yet - Blind Pilot

Wake up, my brother

Lift your covers and see your breath

Look out our window

The sky looks hollow and dark as our own death

Bones of our bodies, seeds of our tall trees

And years all frayed

Oh, what will I become, when the pale light brings a dawn

When I can’t hear you say

«Brother, you don’t have to fight

So hard, it eats you up inside

Breathe and feel the sun

You can see it in the shallow tide

You can see it in our mother’s eyes

Here, all for what has come

All for what has come»

Flock and feather

Tied into each other

And we’re born in, burning

To return to one another

Flock and feather

Tied into each other

And we’re born in, burning

To return to one another

Wake up, my sister

Doesn’t the water sound nearer

Your road farther away

And no, it don’t come easy

There is a wave’s weight over me

But I can’t hear you say

«You don’t have to be the only one

You don’t have to be the golden sun

Breathe and let it set

You can see it in the way we need

You can breathe it in the cedar leaves

Blowing smoke and sweat

We can see it in the pale light

We can see it in each other’s eyes

Here, all for what is yet

All for what is yet»