Every way I came to reach you 
There is a story to tell (Hey) 
Every way I came to hear about you Lord 
Back up a bit (Hey) 
The cold breeze slashed up your neck 
It spreads around and holds you tight, it’s a curse 
Right now 

There’s something still burning your feet 
There’s something wrong 
There’s no way 
You can escape 
There’s nothing [bad word] from 

The sun sets on our backs 
You can't deny the curse 
It's more than you can take 
The soil it gives no more 
There's nowhere [bad word] from 
The sun it shines no more 
There’s nothing [bad word] from 
There’s nothing [bad word] from 

Every way I came to reach you 
Just keep on blowing out the [bad word] (Hey) 
Every way I came to hear about you Lord 
Go the [bad word] on (Hey) 
The cold breeze slashed up your neck 
Why do I still care? 
It spreads around and holds you tight it’s a whole [bad word] of a curse 

Can’t you see? It [bad word] killed me 
(You cut it loose) 
I’m standing here, where ashes never get to burn 
(soft breeze slides) 
Well that’s not fear you’re shrouding here now 
(You dreamt all this) 
It’s something else that rose deeper 
Can’t you feel? 
(Right) 
Now [bad word] into sight 

It’s time when the sun rises anew 
You get up and go on 
You swear you’ll just go on 
You watch your cocoon burning down 
You get up and go on 
You swear you’ll just go on 

Walter said history’s out there 

Wiseman said history’s out there 
Why don’t make your own? 
Coalesce till it burns a bit 
Wiseman said history’s out there 
Then go make your own 
Coalesce till it burns a bit 

Wiseman said history’s out there 
Coalesce till it burns a bit 
Wiseman said history’s out there 
You’re settled down when it wounds for good