And every breath I hear is from your hands A bark or yell or whistle from the woods As every hill collapses down and starts to sing aloud To my unwilling ears But when I start to focus on your grief And give up my guilt To look at all the space up in the sky's light You resolve A river flows through all of our backyards And rinses all the shame off of my arms To this day, allergies are my only restraint Yet I still find complaints But when I start to focus on your grief And give up my guilt To look at all the space up in the sky's light You resolve But when I start to focus on your grief And give up my guilt To look at all the space up in the sky's light You resolve