There's more than one way
To take a man's breath away
A beautiful song
Or the right kind of pain
It's a dying art
Finding a brand new start
And still chase the sun
Building shelter from the rain

Hey, don't listen to what the experts say
You know the path of least resistance
Turns out crooked anyway

The wind still blows
The bare winter tree still grows
But the silence adds a stillness to the height
The world still turns
Dancing for a fire that burns
That you stand there
Bones chilling in this light

Well hey, you'll never see a dead man cry
But you can swim inside the sorrows
Of a little girl's eyes

You can go through life
Trying to hold your grip
But you lose your mind instead

Spending all your time
Trying to steer your ship
And then find that the winds ain't there

Then the truth rolls in like an aerial strike
Making waves to fight joy
Yeah your field of dreams becomes a burial site
In the end

Your heart can stop
Moments where a pin can drop
And you pause
Staring off into the sky

Well hey, don't listen to what the experts say
You know the path of least resistance
Turns out crooked anyway

Yeah hey, you'll never see a dead man cry
But you can swim inside the sorrows
Of a little girl's eyes

Hey, I know the road ahead gets dark and deep
They say that hindsight's 20/20
You gotta look behind to see