Lost in the static I am not your fathers son Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones And you'll find me at the end A blur on the horizon We become a path others use to take A distant undertaking to suffer the same I'll stand right beside you We slog

Separate (I've lost my only way) See the shape (broken and thrown away) Everything else is just dust and sound Too tragic to stay with you Too static to try for you These scars, they swallow hard The part of the past that's hollow and dark Too horrid to