Red Clay Songtext
von The Crane Wives

Today I woke from a dream-self in post-suffering
I was clawing my way up the red clay mountain
Blistering sun, my sweat soaking my clothing
Questioned myself, why keep going?
Over my shoulder were towering trees
Their rustling branches summoning me
To a parallel trail, not so steep
Offering shelter, offering ease


Red clay
You don′t have to do this the hard way

So I take a deep breath and turn to be brave
Harvest the fruits of being afraid
Take a deep breathe and turn to be brave
Harvest the fruits of being afraid
Take a deep breath and turn to be brave
Harvest the fruits of being afraid


Red clay
We don't have to do this the hard way, ooh
Red clay
We don′t have to do this the hard way