After all the hours, we can rest our bones
If we get old after the smoke clears
And the violence takes hold
Let down, your heart is in the soil
Pay for it, like a marionette on strings
Bail out
Out-of-body or in between an exodus to share the blame
Out-of-body or reconvened to smoke and mirrors and parted seas
Only after the ground freezes, to lift a plague upon our houses
Some would say we’re parting gifts
Some would say we’re part of this
Lights out
And if you think of this just like I do then may it turn to dust
There’s blood in the water shed, none of us to pay the debt
Old wounds, new tricks, to bury both the body and the mind

Out-of-body or in between an exodus to share the blame
Out-of-body or reconvened to smoke and mirrors and parted seas