Words and 
Music: Emily 
Saliers Remember everything 
I told you 
Keep it in your heart like a stone 
And when the winds have blown things round and back again 
What was once your pain will be your home 
All around the table the white haired men have gathered 
Spilling their sons' blood like table wine 
Remember everything 
I told you 
Everything in its own time 
The music whispers you in urgency 
Hold fast to that languageless connection 
A thread of known that was unknown and unseen seen 
Dangling from inside the fifth direction 
Boys around the table mapping out their strategies 
Kings of mountains one day dust 
A lesson learned, a loving 
God, and things in their own time 
In nothing more do 
I trust But we own nothing, nothing is ours 
Not even love so fierce it burns like baby stars 
But this poverty is our greatest gift 
The weightlessness of us as things around begin to shift 
Remember everything 
I told you 
Keep it in your heart like a stone 
And when the winds have blown things round and back again 
What was once your pain will be your home 
Everything in its own time 
Everything in its own time ooooooooh-oooooooh-oooooooh-ooooooooh