Wandering Kind - Laura Veirs

A strange July, storm came down

From the north and pulled out the salt

And it tore out the leaves

From the pear tree and my canopy

In the twigs and the bugs of sow

I knew somehow I was free

I held a stone above my bones

I was shaking

In the blue stained glass church

You gathered up my heart

Sauntered together all the tiny shattered parts

I said, 'all I can see in front of me is the armpit of a crow'

You closed the ring and opened the door

And ran into the summer yard

'Cause the sun’s been known to shine

On our wandering kind

Yeah, the sun’s been known to shine

On our wandering kind

(to shine)

Clogging on her wooden board

The tattooed girl took up her swords

And plunged them down deep into the earth

A twinkling tie filled up her eyes

And poured out to the lawn

A made a raft of the scraps from her skirt

And sailed 'til dawn

'Cause the sun’s been known to shine

On our wandering kind

(to shine)

Yeah, the sun’s been known to shine

On our wandering kind

(to shine)

Our wandering kind