There's more than one way
To take a man's breath away
A beautiful song
Or the right kind of pain
It's a dying art
Finding a brand new start
And still chase the sun
Building shelter from the rain
Hey, don't listen to what the experts say
You know the path of least resistance
Turns out crooked anyway
The wind still blows
The bare winter tree still grows
But the silence adds a stillness to the height
The world still turns
Dancing for a fire that burns
That you stand there
Bones chilling in this light
Well hey, you'll never see a dead man cry
But you can swim inside the sorrows
Of a little girl's eyes
You can go through life
Trying to hold your grip
But you lose your mind instead
Spending all your time
Trying to steer your ship
And then find that the winds ain't there
Then the truth rolls in like an aerial strike
Making waves to fight joy
Yeah your field of dreams becomes a burial site
In the end
Your heart can stop
Moments where a pin can drop
And you pause
Staring off into the sky
Well hey, don't listen to what the experts say
You know the path of least resistance
Turns out crooked anyway
Yeah hey, you'll never see a dead man cry
But you can swim inside the sorrows
Of a little girl's eyes
Hey, I know the road ahead gets dark and deep
They say that hindsight's 20/20
You gotta look behind to see