"Luminous Places" lyrics

"Luminous Places"

Life flows out of these luminous places
Love lies down in the deep of the sea
Falls out of the sky in millions of pieces on me

I've been over these highways
For years in the dark
Criss-crossing the land like a stitch on the wound
Rolling through the night while millions were sleeping
Under every phase of the moon
Under every phase of the moon

The wind blows down hard in the night
The ghosts of the brave and the damned
Howling their song, locked in their fight
Over every inch of this land
Over every inch of this land

And they say what is lost will be what is won
What is done will be done and undone again
They say don't think for a second that you won't become
One more voice on the wind
One more voice on the wind

All that I am is a dream that I had
One morning so early and blue
It flew over the river and the freezing bus stops
On a song that I sang to you
On a song that I sang to you

Love flows out of these luminous places
Love lies down in the deep of the sea
It falls out of the sky in millions of pieces on me


Writer(s): Patricia J. Griffin
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