"well i can see the words inside your silence,
but i can't speak about your pain for you
how long can you burn for anyways
turning over and back again with tongues ablaze
like lions without teeth hungry
staring at the forrest with flames in our eyes just talking with the trees
if we can drift long enough we'll be home
sails blown by the fires within pushing me to you
you can live inside of me sewn together
breaking and healing, growing and breaking again and again.
and you are a part of me, you are my home and i'm your home
but i'm no place you'll want to be
so i'm out here again with sparks hid behind my teeth
i won say a word for fear of failure spreading
it takes some of longer to get to our dead ends
we have old blood stained with loose living
ran through charcoal hearts to make it red
and we can be on fire again you and I,
you want this? well say what you want....SAY WHAT YOU MEAN!
we can talk lung to closed ear, head inside of hand
turning over again together
cut up for the cheap heat running through our veins
and we can lay brick by broken brick
our ashes pushed in between
and build this road back home to where we want to be
we are not our own, we are the same"
-Dan Smith