It's a world of light and a world of mist The place we fell and the way we kissed What I saw and all I missed Voices howl and voices sing In a landscape filled with broken things In the troubled water and rising wings I didn't know that I could be this blind I didn't plan to live in these trouble times But here I am here I am Holding on to the plumb line Sometimes you hunt the bear sometimes the bear hunts you Sometimes you're the foot other times thе shoe Some days the only way out is through Thеre's a tree in the center of each acorn There's a quiet place in every raging storm Something ending and being born I didn't know that I could be this blind I didn't plan to live in these trouble times But here I am here I am Holding on to the plumb line I don't know why some fall so hard Why some questions go unspoken Why some hearts shatter into shards And others break open open I can drive and you can read the map On the long quiet road called there and back In every mended thing there was once a crack It's a world of rain and a world of stone I'll rest in all that I still don't know What I'll embrace and I'll let go I didn't know that I could be this blind I didn't plan to live in these trouble times But here I am, here I am Holding on to the plumb line