Works Cited - Midway Upon Lyrics

And we descend the stairs of our fathers
Praying those below aren't bothered
The moon lights our way
But it wanes, and it wanes, and it wanes

No request of a cost
And my tears with you I trust
Silently, the record turned
And it turned, and it turned, and it turned

Your heart holds all that it needs to hold
Your hands mold all that they need to hold
Your car holds all that it can hold
Your heart unfolds revealing gold

For every time you grabbed my collar
Telling me there's no author
I read about it on the train
While it rained, and it rained, and it rained

What's there to deconstruct when
We all return to dust and our
Words feed the reeds
And the geese, and the seas, and the trees

I find it's all up for questioning
We're winding up toward the mountain of praise
In blindness I hear your voice cry out the same
In kindness you place in my palm of a head of grain