Ou nous sommes

The stones are cold beneath my palm,

A mountain breath, a silent calm.

I see the fields where the light lays down,

A patchwork quilt on the sleeping town.

And oh, the sky is a silver blue,

I'm breathing in everything I knew.

From the moss on the rocks to the peaks so high,

I'm a tiny ghost in a giant sky,

I'm a tiny ghost in a giant sky.

History is written in the shale and lime,

A crumbled wall against the hands of time.

But the trees still bend and the shadows grow,

In the only world that I'll ever know,

(In the only world that I'll ever know.)

And oh, the sky is a silver blue,

I'm breathing in everything I knew.

From the moss on the rocks to the peaks so high,

I'm a tiny ghost in a giant sky,

I'm a tiny ghost in a giant sky.

If I let the wind just carry me,

Through the trees and the valley to the sea.

Would I lose the weight that I've carried here?

Would the edges of my heart become so clear?

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...)

And oh, the sky is a silver blue!

I'm breathing in everything I knew!

From the moss on the rocks to the peaks so high!

I'm a tiny ghost in a giant sky!

I'm a tiny ghost in a giant sky!

A tiny ghost...

In a giant sky.

(A giant sky.)