I'm haunted as history comes and culminates We're fed the things we're taught to hate Unwanted, the paths they carve to take us there Is all politics and disrepair I've seen it We've grown accustomed to these stones But life is more than shadow shows I'm over it It's darker when the fire dies But only covered by your eyes It's not too late I'll dig a hole or run away Anything but what they say The closest of calls, are we living too fast? We built from the ground with the answers we have We're half sunk in mud, are we stuck in the past? We're still looking for signs, we're still following maps On our own Carving out these paths, hoping that they last Are we wasting our time filling cracks in the land? We can't bury what's dead 'til there's dirt on our hands On our own Carving out these paths, hoping that they last