Migration
bright eyes
curious
know when
something left behind
above the fallen rain
above the birds' flight
above the peaks white
behind the moon
inside the skin, inside the bone
inside the veins running blue
is something true
is something true
beneath the floor boards
beyond the basement
down where roots grow
in the heart of it all
inside the skin, inside the bone
inside the veins running blue
is something true
is something true
I'd wish I'd meant something
we're running like fools
inside the dogs are howling
for someone to return
within this dire abundance
blindly staring ahead
the backward way we do things
destructive as it is
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh dum
all the buildings torn down
only to be built back up again
the endless fury of the wrecking ball
but who am I to judge progress?
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh dum
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh duh duh duh
call it God
call it whatever you'd like
to believe in something
to believe in souls
to believe that death is
when souls go
to someplace
where there are no eyes
where there are no faces
no hands no war no death
is it a colorless night
shrouded in white?
do we return here again?
is it a colorless night
shrouded in white?
do we return here again?
curious
know when
something left behind
above the fallen rain
above the birds' flight
above the peaks white
behind the moon
inside the skin, inside the bone
inside the veins running blue
is something true
is something true
beneath the floor boards
beyond the basement
down where roots grow
in the heart of it all
inside the skin, inside the bone
inside the veins running blue
is something true
is something true
I'd wish I'd meant something
we're running like fools
inside the dogs are howling
for someone to return
within this dire abundance
blindly staring ahead
the backward way we do things
destructive as it is
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh dum
all the buildings torn down
only to be built back up again
the endless fury of the wrecking ball
but who am I to judge progress?
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh dum
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh
dum da da duh duh duh duh duh
call it God
call it whatever you'd like
to believe in something
to believe in souls
to believe that death is
when souls go
to someplace
where there are no eyes
where there are no faces
no hands no war no death
is it a colorless night
shrouded in white?
do we return here again?
is it a colorless night
shrouded in white?
do we return here again?
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Writer(s): Ryan Francesconi, Alela Diane
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