Reservoir Lyrics - The Gathering Field

My father told me, he told me, "Son, 

There was one year in my life, I felt so close to God." 

He said, "I lost my way on and off again 

Since that time oh but you can be sure. 

When my well runs dry I return 

To the reservoir." 

This life is a river, cruel and then kind 

Yes it can cradle or kill you, protect you or leave you to die 

I said, the river runs cold and merciless 

Headlong past every shore 

But in the end it returns by and by to the reservoir 

Oh my body's battered 

Oh my soul is anything but pure 

So I go drawing from the reservoir 

Heaven is a perfect blue reflection of the reservoir 

It's a perfect blue reflection 

More perfect than perfection 

We're born into this life our bodies glistening from the reservoir 

Our bodies shiny with the water 

Each of us heaven's sons and daughters 

I said: 

Between that moment and the journey's end 

We lose the knowledge that we had back then 

Innocence like sunlight 

Sunlight falling on the field in which we gather 

The field that gathers up our hearts 

And leads them homeward past the stories of the sycamores 

Sense of wonder, over yonder lies the reservoir 

My father told me, he told me "Son, 

There was one year in my life 

I felt so close to God." 

He said he felt so close to God 

Now he's returning to the reservoir 

He's always returning to the reservoir 

I guess we're all just returning to the reservoir.