[Verse 1]
At thirteen we could see
The edge of the horizon shimmering
Time was like a telescope
With the starry light of heaven shining low
Summer heat, heady sky
Even if we cannot reach it we can try
[Chorus]
Our hands may be bleeding
The hills may be scarred, but
Climb through the winding with me
See, lay before us, full to the brim
A golden field of wheat and wind
[Verse 2]
But you know, life is hard
And the signs don't seem to tell us where we are
I don't want life to make
Us brittle and I don't wanna break
In the bruise there's a bone
Love is working up a glory from it all
[Chorus]
Our hands may be bleeding
The hills may be scarred, but
Climb through the winding with me
See, lay before us, full to the brim
A golden field of wheat and wind
[Chorus]
Our hands may be bleeding
The hills may be scarred, but
Climb through the winding with me
See, lay before us, full to the brim
A golden field of wheat and wind
A golden field of wheat and wind