If only dust could talk
What would we hear it say?
Before it's brushed aside

Just as it's swept away

It's just the evidence

It's of no consequence
It's only flesh and bone
Why don't we leave it alone?


If only dust could gather into lines of chalk
Around a silhouette detective fiction walks

For it's the only witness that can testify
Can I spit out the truth?
Or would you rather just swallow a lie?


Why did they dam the land?
How did they flood the plain?

Did they erase the name?
And wipe away the stain
You kept your mouth well shut

Appeared to turn your coat
Now there's a name for you but it's stuck in my throat


If dust could only mutter
Or in laughter trill
If it could warn and whisper from the windowsill

But it's the only witness that can testify
Can I split out the truth?
Or would you rather just swallow a lie?


Here comes the juggernaut
Here come The Poisoners

They choke the life and land
And rob the joy from us
Why do they taste of sugar?

Oh, when they're made of money
Here come the Lamb of God
And the butcher's boy, sonny


If dust could only gather in the needle track
Then it would skip a beat and it would jump right back

If dust could only gather in a needle track
Then it would skip a beat
And all the sense I lack