Old salt skin and heavy boots
Deep in dirt and tangled roots
Past the shed where oil stains dry
Underneath a purple sky
Humming low beneath the green
Brightest light I've ever seen
Hidden spark in wilder grass
Watching all the hours pass
Brass and glass and steady beam
Waking from a heavy dream
Cutting through the clover vine
Tracing out a golden line
Humming low beneath the green
Brightest light I've ever seen
Hidden spark in wilder grass
Watching all the hours pass
I once kept the harbor clear
Kept the jagged shoreline near
Now I walk the backyard loam
Finding where the signal's home
Humming low beneath the green
Brightest light I've ever seen
Hidden spark in wilder grass
Watching all the hours pass
Copper wire and rusted gear
Bringing every distant fear
Close enough to touch the glow
While the heavy currents flow
The sun is climbing up the wall
The dew is starting now to fall
I have to find the switch today
Before the morning turns to gray
Sifting through the damp black soil
Ending all the midnight toil
One last click and one last glare
Electric humming in the air
Humming low beneath the green
Brightest light I've ever seen
Hidden spark in wilder grass
Watching all the hours pass
Keep it humming low.
Just a golden glow.
Underneath the grass.