Meld Into One

Fill your lungs with the poison in the air
Choke on smoke to keep yourself awake
The sunlight leaves, you count the years ahead

A straying sheep pacing through the fields
Stays afoot but there's no life within
We're almost there
To run or to yield?

As you sink into the well and drink its water
Cleanse your soul to bear the road ahead
Stare into the trees growing from the ashes...

Down by the end of the road
Under dying light
Drifting within surrender and control

Their thundering voices cut through the horizon
Their broken words ask the questions that remain
Will you hold your breath?
Will you wither away?

Forward makes no sense when everywhere's the same
Forward makes no sense when every day's the same



Credits
Writer(s): Esteban Morales
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