Yob Marrow
All these things that have come to pass
Emptied well of times that never last
Rhythms speak sun to winter's call
Pouring forth, they beckon to enthrall
Burnt clean eyes reach into our graves, into the scars
Of our truth of life within the stars
All these words are dust within my mind
In these times that burn within our sight
Yearning to know deep into the marrow
Fall and see
When there's no ground
To feel, to endure
Rise in the heart
Time will crawl to the sea
Time will fall inside the dream
Weathered stone, rivers running deep
Flying wings in skies that never sleep
Earthly blood speaking in the stone
Sounding calls that want us to believe
Cleansing flames burn into the night, into the scars
Of our truth of life within the stars
All these words are dust within my mind
In these times that burn within our sight
Yearning to know deep into the marrow
Fall and see
When there's no ground
To feel, to endure
Rise, rise in the heart
Time will crawl to the sea
Time will fall inside the dream
Time will crawl to the sea
Time will fall inside the dream
Time
Time
Time
Restless souls, flickering light
Painted in gold, tearing at the seams
Needing to feel one true moment
Needing to feel something true
Restless souls, flickering light
Painted in gold, tearing at the seams
Needing to feel one true moment
Needing to feel something true
