One foot, then the other
such embarrassment
it wasn't meant that

I should discover such offensive things
the suffering sends


Hoped to the ground but I really never had
enough they've got pride in hand
this tide turns lives over.


A black tongued prophecy
adorned in stony skin

I never ever had to lie to move ahead
but here in oblivion
We cling to what we can

So in the end
We can say that with these hands
We took it all back


So let us force a smile,
and pretend that we're alive.

Somewhere none of this happened
the bullets removed themselves
life is beautiful

I have a home above the lake where I could.

Forget the words to the songs that we've heard

the passages read all the names in a world
that brought me such pain,
it's in the wounds we sustained a cold calloused

heart sitting still in this cave of a chest
so abandon a life long ago
a boy in his innocence.