歌詞

The dust settles on a road I carved alone

Rejecting the comfort of a predictable home

I turned away from the quiet Sunday streets

To walk where the jagged edge of the mountain meets

The sky is a heavy sheet of unpolished lead

I traded the easy chair for a stone instead

The silence in my marrow is a heavy weight

A debt I signed over to a cruel hand of fate

No map could chart the miles of this hollow ache

Or measure the structural heart of a mistake

I chose the thorns over the garden gate

I carried a burden that couldn't wait

Beyond the reach of a common tongue

The songs of the broken remain unsung

A solitary fire in a frozen land

Only I can touch the scars upon my hand

I watched the neighbors tending to their lawns

While I was chasing the grey and bitter dawns

The vocabulary of agony is far too thin

To explain the freezing drought beneath my skin

I took the steep path when the valley was wide

With nowhere to run and nowhere to hide

I chose the thorns over the garden gate

I carried a burden that couldn't wait

Beyond the reach of a common tongue

The songs of the broken remain unsung

A solitary fire in a frozen land

Only I can touch the scars upon my hand

I chose the thorns over the garden gate

I carried a burden that couldn't wait

Beyond the reach of a common tongue

The songs of the broken remain unsung

A solitary fire in a frozen land

Only I can touch the scars upon my hand