I know my heart better than you may think
It swells and keeps on the bank of a may creek
And when we see it all
And the exit sign

We build our scrape past the moors on cliff-keep
The bottom line out of stone I will seep
We look up neverending fountain
My wings are pure and forever sounding
The sky, my hub, and harken crowning
Where basins boom and my heart is bounding

And when we see it all
And the exit sign
Where cool creeks collide
Of the true and the tried
I will be home, hawk-eyed

Searching, patient
Searching, patient
Searching, patient
Searching, patient