say hello

hard to bless through the rain clouds

we tried to get home

to select another

when it hit the ground again

hard breakage in me

i felt my arrow bow

i have so little time left in me

i knew how much to know

five-hundred aerial miles to go

my hair is roasting

we smell like smoke

and there is no distance long enough

but still the lengths to which we go

our achievements and our powers

yeah

and our promises and hopes

five-hundred aerial miles to go

how else did i think i would

find you

but we'll always be good

squinting hard at the printed word

by the failing light of the sun

we want our wishes to bow to us

but they have a life of their own

oh

let the sunlight tarry on

but i just want to say hello"