Ground Songtext
I long to be somebody's ground–
A rock for those weak wings to wait on–
The final sigh after days
of restless air-hanging ways,
Like some turbulent moon-ridden girl.

Turbulent moon-ridden girl
All full of the dew dreams,
You sleep on.
The air is charged with your love,
Electric majesty of another
Miracle mastering May.

I long to be somebody's ground;
Leave the open sky and rest your wings;
And after days of restless air hanging ways,
Wait, O won't you wait and rest your wings.