I got close enough to the river that I couldn't hear the trucks
But not close enough to stop the roaring of my mind
These rocks don't care if I live or die
Everyone I know will finally turn away
I will confuse and disinterest all posterity
Lost wisdom is a quiet echo
Lost wisdom by the edge of the stream at dusk
Is a quiet echo on loud wind
With one hand in the water, wanting cold and clear
Fog obliterates the morning and I don't know where I am
The heart is pounding and you are always on my mind
Lost wisdom is a quiet echo
Lost wisdom a boulder under the house
I used to know you, now I don't
The screaming wind said my name, I think, significant and dark
My lost face in the mirror at the gas station
Who are you above my face that I wake up with alone?
Lost wisdom, approaching shape in the low light
You thought you knew me
You thought our house was home
I thought I knew myself
I thought my heart was calm
Thunder, lightning, tidal wave
The wind blew down the door
Lost wisdom, the river goes through the room
I saw your picture out of nowhere and forgot what I was doing
Everything vanished in your eclipse
A constellation of moments comes to life in the void
Lost wisdom, face down under the moss
Enraptured by the beautiful face and the billowing flames
I opened the front and back door and let the wind blow through
And I stood in the house and tried to hold the breeze
Lost wisdom, waking up in a pile of ash
Secret knowledge comes to me in the dusk
You showed me the river, I saw me
