Из альбома: Endship
everyday i carry a wrench everyday i wait for us to break
my hands are too sore, worn, tired to turn this wrench anymore
is it too selfish to sing as we all fall apart?
just take refuge in sleep
keep moving in dreams
like walking on kites
tread lightly sleep soundly
build sunburned walls
to hold off woodward crisis
they want proof
they want to see something
worth leaving stone habits
turn back and run
back to your mother
hide in womb you'll never see a sunrise again
and i swear
i'll never let them break through these walls again
and if it takes the rest of my life
i will burn every bridge until every knot that ties me to you
is broken
lost with no sense of direction
a few dried hands dragging through sand
like a mirage, hope soon comes back to life
is it selfish to sing while we all fall apart