Pontiak
expanding sky
Sky expands beyond our head
Above the trees theyâre far away
And Iâve come quite the way to see
This place and I wonât let my head down
Just try again because then Iâd miss
What I came to see
The sweet skin of trees dripping in
Their own sweat
Tossing you hair around the rope
Shaking the leaves from above the ground
So I keep my eyes looking out
I keep my temptations and my hope
Leave a room for anything else
While I burn up debris
In wild smoke of the good
And the bad of the