Marian Call Hope Lyrics

I pulled to the edge of the road, I got out, and I walked
Hundreds of miles from a stoplight, rolling North
Nothing in mind but escaping the fallout so hot
Nothing to feel but the Labor Day sunshine so warm

I don't know how to move on, but September does
One day after the other, and if it's just
A little darker every day
Well the leaves look happy falling, don't they

‘Cause my hope is not light
It is not frail, it is the anchor anchor
My hope is not slight
It's not the sail, it is the anchor anchor, oh...

Friends formed a line over Christmas for coffee & ghosts
To nail down the tragedy's lesson and swear and sigh
They're kind and they're real, but I'm a little relieved when they go
What they all want to give me they can't, though I'm grateful they try

I don't know how to move on but my body does I'll find the rhythms that I walked in once
My hands make tea, my brow makes furrows
My ankles cross, my shoulders worry for one
And my lips say, sorry, sorry, mm-hmm mm-hmm mm-hmm

But my hope is not light, it is not frail, it is the anchor anchor
My hope is not slight, it's not the sail, it is the anchor, oh...

I took my first flight home to you on the Fourth of July
Lightning a-riot above and fireworks below
Something possessed the Midwestern summer sky
Thunder and sparklers, aurora and stars, and a red sub-Arctic sunrise
My heart was in my eyes

I don't know how to move on, but this airplane does
You run real fast with your nose up and jump
It does the work if I just let it
I wonder if I've been struck by lightning yet
Have I been struck by lightning yet
Have I been struck by lightning yet