There's more to this than misery
Callused hands and pleading from our knees
Counting stones 'til our names are carved or carried off in the wind
I spent five years in perfect solitude without you
Embracing the distance and time spent
Measuring our fates from the bridge to the river
But if you believe in this, you lean on me
I'll offer my shoulder and you can do the same
Our hearts beat the same
With words burning bright
We'll remind the blind of sight
Have we lost that sense of forward thought?
As if there is cause to the violence
To the ruins, to the wounds, to the apathy
And not a good enough reason to walk across
The cracks
The railings
From ledges
To the other side
We can't allow idleness to eliminate true vision
With eyes open to all the violence
That binds and blinds in this ruined land
That I still don't know how to comprehend
So I won't pretend but I'll keep my mind open
And my heart far from hatred while I reject the notion
That life should only serve to chain it and break me
As I lay draining ink aiming to cross the bridge again
With you alongside closing that distance
And making right the rest of our time here
One last drive, one last song
No more talk of suicide or how we didn't belong
We may be tired and tried and we may be truly alone
But I will promise you this
I'll take the long road home
For true love and true freedom above all