Short Window [Intro] [Verse 1] Boots in the red dirt, diesel smoke on the wind Chainsaw teeth bite deep where the old pines used to bend We carve her open wide, chase the black gold and the green Hands slick with crude, hearts full of what we think we need [Pre-Chorus] Pride says we own her, greed says take it all But every shovel full is a promise we can’t recall [Chorus] She shakes it off, heals in a thousand years Seasons roll, rivers run, she was never ours to fear We got this short window — one handful of decades in the flesh To taste the love, to taste the knife, to learn what kindness really means We only hurt ourselves… ourselves [Verse 2] Smoke fills the lungs of the kids down in the valley Floodwaters rise where the strip mines used to rally Wars over water, wars over oil in the sand Bodies break first while she just swallows the land [Chorus] She shakes it off, heals in a thousand years Seasons roll, rivers run, she was never ours to fear We got this short window — one handful of decades in the flesh To taste the love, to taste the knife, to learn what kindness really means We only hurt ourselves… ourselves [Bridge] When the last breath leaves these bones and the soul-piece heads back home We’ll lay every scar we cut in her at the feet of the One who sent us out alone She’ll still be teaching when the next round of hands comes to claim their own [Final Chorus] She shakes it off… heals in a thousand years We come and go like morning dew, but she remains through the tears Short window, fragile hands — that’s all we ever get to hold Learn the kindness in the storm… then bring the story back to the whole [Outro] We only hurt ourselves… We only hurt ourselves… [End] Song By: Dean Mathis Produced at LEO SoundWorks Shelby, NC ©®
