through the island hills,
And I saw a Nelson -bound train
On the overpass, in the driving range
Every ticket costs the same
Anything Rare, Anything Wild
It's the price of living motion,
what's beautiful is broken
And grace is just the measure
So I rolled into your town
Off of Maine, the sky spun round
with the diamonds on fire
and then we danced in your kitchen
You were as much in my hands
Anything free, anything wild
It's Christ's living motion,
it's beautiful, it's broken,
and grace is just a measure
And it's just flashes that we own
And out on the darkling plain alone
And it's fifty -one and driving south
Ain't it funny how things will turn out
While I never even kissed
Mustang horses, champagne glasses
Anything frail, anything wild
It's the price of a living motion
The world's beautiful, it's broken
And grace is just a measure