The more the light shines through me I pretend to close my eyes The more the dark consumes me I feel like there is no need for conversation I pretend I'm burning bright I pretend I'm burning Some questions are better left without a reason And I would

Follow me (follow me) All that I wanted the dreams I had before All that I needed I've never needed more All of my questions are answers to my sins All of my endings waiting to begin Give me the dust of my father Stand on the face of the ancients Bare

I ask no questions, it's just one more bridge to cross My spirit is bent and there's blood on my hands The more I'm down, the less I understand Once so found, now so lost I once said If it's good Hands on the wheel All is straight ahead Left behind

No more questions, get back in line! (just get back in line!) The duller the knife, the longer it takes (the longer it takes) But now it's your turn Leaving your bones out on the stones, picking them clean (picking them clean) And carving the truth,