I'm haunted as history comes and culminates
We're fed the things we're taught to hate
Unwanted, the paths they carve to take us there
Is all politics and disrepair
I've seen it
We've grown accustomed to these stones
But life is more than shadow shows
I'm over it
It's darker when the fire dies
But only covered by your eyes
It's not too late
I'll dig a hole or run away
Anything but what they say
The closest of calls, are we living too fast?
We built from the ground with the answers we have
We're half sunk in mud, are we stuck in the past?
We're still looking for signs, we're still following maps
On our own
Carving out these paths, hoping that they last
Are we wasting our time filling cracks in the land?
We can't bury what's dead 'til there's dirt on our hands
On our own
Carving out these paths, hoping that they last