Ten miles I've walked today
Along the shore
I saw your ghost again
The season and birds gather to go
And I laid down at the top of a cliff
Confessed my sins into the wind
And the sky lay a-feather in my mouth

Good lord, what a beautiful day
For travelin', unravelin' this heavy heart away
To forgive and forget myself
My enemies and bruises washed away

Today, was the day, I first said
"I belong."
Here in the ghost region
All alone upon the shore
This changing line between land and sea
Between a cease-fire and a war

And down by the foot of the cliff
Where I gathered shells and watched the swells
Blossom up around my feet
I saw the ribcage of some wreck on the rocks
What a tragic cost, for getting lost, when you just can't find the light through this fog

But today, was the day, I first said
"I belong. I belong."
Here in the ghost region
All upon the shore
This changing line between land sea
Between a cease-fire and a war

It's a war... It's some beautiful war

It's a wild stretch of land
Such a sad place to be
When the night comes heavy down
And the sand turns to sea
Many saints have lost their love
Many a-pilgrim died unseen
In that wild stretch of land
In that fire to be free