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lyrics
prairie dust in my lungs
another unmarked highway straight as the skyline
black hills like ink I spilled writing this all down
in my mind another mountain range now resides
I lost sight of the woods
another memory venerated in the sun that beats down on my back
borne against the wind
I am the dust of earth and I exhale the man I wish I’d been
and the distance between where I am and want to be
seems to lengthen every time I think that I’ve finally arrived
recurrent white lines stitch the road together for miles on end
as if in an attempt to achieve some level of unity despite its opposing directions
some compromise
but we adhere religiously to our respective sides
and bound by the laws of this world we pass each other by
so close yet so far
we exist in perpetual parallels
well maybe I’m looking for a head on collision
because right now my destination eludes direction
and every hitchhiker begs my attention with a cardboard sign
they’re ever so compelling
take us here, take us anywhere
we’ve been on the highway so long even the recollection of solidarity is gone,
but I keep pressing on and pressing on and pressing on
I’ve got to find my mountains and beyond that the sea
but no boat waits for me in which to traverse ardently across the ocean
and fall off the edge of the map of my dissatisfaction
these hands will build anything they set their mind to
and the woods will provide all I need for a vessel
to escape the journey and grasp finality
finally I can see the forest for the trees and you’d think that I’d be pleased,
but no matter how much timber I fell
I can’t carry but one trunk down the mountainside alone
and it’s just as well I didn’t pick up any hitchhikers on the highway
because then I might actually have to share the load
and by the way I’ve never been that great at trusting people,
but I’m breaking that today
so brother, sister if you’re within earshot
put aside your indifference and I’ll spit my guts
you see I’ve come to believe that we need each other now more than ever
we need vulnerability in the face of dissemination
we need a resurrection in the lost art of conversation
and if we’re speaking candidly then this is for the record
we are a children of privilege squandering our blessing
honestly we’ve all been through the wars
this is for those brave enough to share their story
for those trying to let go or hold fast in the storm
and the rest of us caught in the tension
this is for the sorrow I can’t stitch back together
and this is for the kind of pain that lasts forever
this is for the reasons I cannot reconcile
and this is for redemption the night I lost my child
there’s an Anchor inside my heart
it holds true every beat is for you son
and at the bottom of the sea neath every high and lofty gail
I know you’re waiting for me
on every dusty road from desert to shoreline
hope keeps me grounded though I’m not quite sure why
in my frailty I fulfil my design
complete dependency on a fathers love for his child
we were all lost and broken
till we found your loving arms
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