The Dirt Whispered

Track 4 of Appeal to Reason

she got down on hands and knees
one ear against the ground
holding her breath to hear something but the dirt made not a sound tonight

echoes of songs still lurk on distant foreign shores
where we danced just to please the gods that only ask for more
so it goes

but still we give ourselves to this
we can't spend our lives waiting to live

on cold nights
in a prayer for dawn
but the daylight
isnt what she wants

the concrete
calls my name again
I'm falling
through the cracks I slip

the postcard says wish you were here
but Id rather I was there, holding
on to the simple things before they disappear, thats what I meant

but that was then, and this is now
I'll make it up to you somehow

on cold nights
in a prayer for dawn
but the daylight
isnt what she wants

the concrete
calls my name again
I'm falling
through the cracks I slip

a destination, a faint smile
another station, another mile
another day gone, and I swore that I will
be there before dawn, so be there I will
she got down on hands and knees, one ear against the ground,
holding her breath to hear something, anything at all
The dirt whispered, "Child, I'm coming home."

on cold nights
in a prayer for dawn
but the daylight
isnt what she wants

the concrete
calls my name again
I'm falling
through the cracks I slip, I slip
through the cracks I slip
through the cracks I slip
rise against has gotten so much more boy band-ish...

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