who will put my feet back on the ground,
when there is none to be found, at all?
but you only speak a word, and the void gives birth
it's all lost, meaningless
make a path, only to lose
only to lose your way
and you're always wanting more,
a stranger to the shore
you keep a watchful eye on the horizon
who will gather remnants of a man,
cast broad like seeds from a hand?
but you measure everything,
you fill the s***es in between.
it's all lost, meaningless.
make a path, only to lose
only to lose your way
crave, crawl,
grab at ghosts
they're on the wall
and you're always wanting more,
a stranger to the shore
you keep a watchful eye on the horizon
crave, crawl,
grab at ghosts
they're on the wall
when there is none to be found, at all?
but you only speak a word, and the void gives birth
it's all lost, meaningless
make a path, only to lose
only to lose your way
and you're always wanting more,
a stranger to the shore
you keep a watchful eye on the horizon
who will gather remnants of a man,
cast broad like seeds from a hand?
but you measure everything,
you fill the s***es in between.
it's all lost, meaningless.
make a path, only to lose
only to lose your way
crave, crawl,
grab at ghosts
they're on the wall
and you're always wanting more,
a stranger to the shore
you keep a watchful eye on the horizon
crave, crawl,
grab at ghosts
they're on the wall