As we depart from the ugly battleground where we lost our poise,
We’ll plant this seed and hope for more.
There’s always more.
The fertile soil gave birth before, we’ve lived to tell.
Revive and breathe it out, along with every rotten crime lodged inside our lungs.
In time, the pieces will fall right into equal frame
Now to find our way, the hungry seas/God awful truths we must brave.
It’s a trying time for this tired mind
So sore inside, stumble and climb
You lead, I’ll follow.
Revive and breathe it out, along with every rotten crime lodged inside our lungs.
In time, the pieces will fall right into equal frame
Now to find our way, the hungry seas/God awful truths we must...
You lead, I’ll follow. The awful truths, we must brave.