Album: Moving Mountains
Well I'm learning to make,
this a permanent feeling.
I guess this
is how the living start
learning about dying.
And this knot is interior,
in this house and in these bones.
But who am I to say?
I miss you all the same
and the blood in your veins.
The earth and the debris that I haul,
feel the weight of it all
I swear it away.
You'll remember me.
I swore it away.
You'll remember me.
Walk it out to the burn pile.
All the debris I haul,
feel the weight of it all.
You'll remember me.
But who am I to say?
The blood of our youth
is the blood in our veins.
The earth and the debris that I haul,
feel the weight of it all.
Well I swear it away.