Ace of Pentacles

Lyrics

[Intro]


[Verse 1]
The fog hasn't burned off the lawn this morning.
I’m standing out back where the property ends.
There’s a hand reaching out from a low grey cloud,
Holding a coin like a promise to spend.
It doesn't say a word, it just waits in the air,
One solid ounce of brass and cold intent.
I trace the five-pointed star on the face,
Wondering exactly what the weather meant.

[Chorus]
It’s a heavy thing to hold, a beginning.
A seed you have to bury in the dark to make it grow.
There are fifty-two white lilies lined up by the wall,
Safe in the yard where the soft winds blow.
But there's an arch cut clean through the hawthorn hedge,
And a dirt path pointing where I need to go.

I’ve got the gold in my palm,
But the mountains are a long way from home.

[Verse 2]
The garden is manicured, easy and quiet.
The rent is paid up and the gate has a lock.
But this sudden silver dropping out of the sky
Turns every quiet shadow into a ticking clock.
My brain tries to read a whole map in the metal,
Finding a highway in the scratch on the rim.
It’s just an offer hanging over the grass,
Waiting for me to sink or swim.

[Chorus]
It’s a heavy thing to hold, a beginning.
A seed you have to bury in the dark to make it grow.
There are fifty-two white lilies lined up by the wall,
Safe in the yard where the soft winds blow.
But there's an arch cut clean through the hawthorn hedge,
And a dirt path pointing where I need to go.
I’ve got the gold in my palm,
But the mountains are a long way from home.

[Bridge]
You can't eat a coin and you can't drink a promise.
You can sit in the lilies and admire the shine.
But an offer with real weight demands you to move,
To step through the gap and leave the garden behind.
The dirt out there isn't watered for you.

[Outro]
So I close my fingers around the edge.

Look past the flowers to the gap in the hedge.
The air out there is thin and blue.
The hand in the cloud retreats out of view.
Just me, and the dirt,
And the weight of a thing that is new.