I Missed The Point — Neko Case

I have lightning If the stars dry out to guide me I have soft clay To knit my bones astride What a miracle they say Dark clouds gather Velvet holes Gaping wide oh And they pour it down And they sing to me Of wonders Unseen Like clouds that rise From the sea, oh And I'm sorry I'm so sorry That I missed the point Of this pageantry But I'm grateful That you love me