Where the hollow hills lead to blackened town She prays for more time, with her eyes cast down Skin polished silver by the moon But like the women before her She'll never leave too soon She'll wait til the bells ring in the sun She'll wait til the hollow hills have won All of the words that he never found He spoke them gently to the ground To nothing filled with everything All of the wishes he never shared He blew them out into empty air And nothing filled with everything Lay down the bells will bring the sun When the hills have won Black diamonds fall from up above Lay down, my love Flycatchers are feeding on the wing Cold morning is begging to be let back in Faces in plain sight He'd never seen more now than he did now with no light With air pools frozen, brittle grass like baubles made of colored glass And the way your hair blows like a flag upon the mast Lay down the bells will bring the sun When the hills have won Black diamonds fall from up above Lay down, my love The day we were walking through the clover And then we were looking at an indigo sky All of the words that he never found He spoke them gently to the ground To nothing filled with everything All of the wishes he never shared He blew them out into empty air And nothing filled with everything The way the barley swayed when he came home The way the sun traced dancers on his skin and then below The way the fields whispered when he came home The days father prayed for all the miners turned to stone