The Life of the Just

You think that you trusted the life of the just
Falling around, the future sound
It's all become dust
Here we discuss the life of the just
The only sound we believe in now
Is the one that is leaving

Sleeping dogs lie at the back of my mind
Pulling my fingers and biding their time
So gather it up, just to scatter away
A grip so tight like Wilhelm Reich
To show me up

So lay it down, just let her down
I sense your shoulders start to sag
Stow it in the overhead compartment now
Or lay it on the ground must you carry the bag?
It's a scattered crusade this thing that we've made
And it blocks out the sun, cause it's so enormous
I know that it sometimes weighs a ton
But in a certain light it's gorgeous

Ever on up the hill bailed up with a weight unspoken
And it was always meant to spill
And maybe more rock than Sisyphus
Roll it up



Credits
Writer(s): Sounds Like Winter
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