There's a whisper in the wheatfields, low and thin
Not the wind, not the crows, but something within
I bent down where the thistle grows wild and wide
Felt the ground hum secrets it forgot to hide
My boots sunk deep where the roots entwine
Where time folds back on a fault line spine
And I swear I saw a light beneath the loam
Like the dirt remembered where I come from
The veil don't fall like a curtain drop
It frays at the edge 'til the threads come off
Truth ain't fire, just a flicker low
You hold it close or you let it go
I'm seein' through - but just enough
A shimmer in the dust
I met a man with eyes like ash and pine
Said "boy, the world ain't yours, it's borrowed time"
He gave no name, just a cedar sprig
Said "plant this deep where the shadows dig"
The veil don't fall like a curtain drop
It frays at the edge 'til the threads come off
Truth ain't fire, just a flicker low
You hold it close or you let it go
I'm seein' through - but just enough
A shimmer in the dust
There's a river under every dry creek bed
And a song in the bones of the things we shed
So I'll wait where the blackbirds circle slow
Til the roots take hold and the silence grows
The veil don't fall like a curtain drop
It hums like a field when the plowin' stops
Truth ain't loud, just a bell that rings
You feel it deep in the chest of things
I'm seein' through - and I won't look back
The veil is thin, the sky turns black