Please direct your eyes    To the trembling skies   To the trembling skies      And catch every glimpse in all your   Words and all your conjured chords   As sure as bitter hands resign   The past will be seen in new light   Cast upon old words that you thought you'd lost in the fire   And in this flood these old roads don't stand a chance    So breathe it in    And bask in the raging water      Don't,   Don't let hindsight drive you mad    Sure enough it can   Just hold the past up in clear view   And catch every glimpse at once