And in the evening when I come
You’ll hear the silence of my strum
The ringing of the thundery drums
When love forgives from up above
The thirsty person who knows not
The shimmer of a brow that’s fraught
We have been blessed with certain thoughts
And speak with very little talk
And in the darkness we will walk
Until the day does make us stop
We’ll check the belly of the sun
To know exactly where we’re from

- Mirah, Exactly Where We’re From