Everything we left behind, Accumulated, forgotten by others Then Framed by us Just next to our memory pictures They've done on purpose, We carved our name in stone We were stuck, between fields, Just next to the highway Just next to the places that will rush To the ground Rush to the sound But if you think we are lost you better brace yourself Poison flows in our veins Thousand miles away But if you think we are lost you better brace yourself Poison flows in our veins Thousand miles away We were blind, Roaming among the edges of life Just roam and roam, Wherever we go we always find that road So close, so close, Traced by our own steps Foundation for our spirit, Resonant cavities for our sounds Rush to the ground But if you think we are lost you better brace yourself Poison flows in our veins Thousand miles away But if you think we are lost you better brace yourself Poison flows in our veins Thousand miles away Roam and roam... We carved our name in stone But if you think we are lost you better brace yourself Poison flows in our veins Thousand miles away But if you think we are lost you better brace yourself Poison flows in our veins Thousand miles away