Will the dust ever settle on us
The flames hiding in the smoke
Will there ever be enough
Or will the flames choke
Will our skin ever be dry
From the blood of the still-born
Will the rain wash our minds
And drip from our thorns

And as it falls all around
You see it hit the ground
I say to you let it come
Let it come down

The acorn loosens its grip
A wave farewell from the branch
Past the trunk it slips
And descends into chance
Your tree is near the riverbed
Where the black water sleeps
Will you sink into the ground
Or to the water seep

And as it falls all around
You see it hit the ground
I say to you let it come
Let it come down
The nails they're broken
The chips they're down
The times they have chosen
Your time has come

And as it falls all around
You see it hit the ground
I say to you let it come
Let it come down