Country Birds in a Warm World

There's a sound in the sound that never opens up the doorway

The contagion in our heart doesn't beckon out
Into the night the same way it did before we born

We been looking for the beginning since the time we grew older
But do we listen
To our fathers anymore than we swore we would before
Do we even listen anymore
Et al
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Are we just slaves to our own wash of chemicals rising through our veins?

Will we ever know
What we're doing
In the words that we're saying?
Will we ever find the pulse of someone else's heart
Inside of our name?

Will we ever know?

We fall down
Through the same sounds
Of our pathways
Of Our past ways
Will we ever find another way around
Of what we've been talking about
This whole time

We live our lives like there is nothing on the other side of our mind

We've been crossing in and out of our time
Just trying to find what is right and wrong in someone else's life

We just want to teach me
We never want to find out that there's nothing left to learn inside of so much time

How do I stop living our lives same way twice
Trying to find
That everything is alright