The barren wastes, bearing down on me
Cracks in the clouds leave me wondering
Did the oceans dry out
and return to the sky?
For a privileged perspective
of our final goodbye?

Pretend it's a house of peace
while she's buried underneath
You built your father's house
over my mother's grave

Bodies - a mass grave
collapse the concave floor
These sanctimonious steeples
will meet us in the dirt

Because the earth is trembling,
if only we had eyes to see it shake

Ignorant until we expire
When the ocean fills our veins
and the soil becomes my bones

Maybe we'll fall asleep tonight
To the madness in the melody
poured out for slaves

We were dressed in potential
now we're draped in sorrow

Our race is a bloodstain
spattered on a profane political campaign
Manifest your destiny
Stripes and stars comprise my prison bars,
the cost of liberty

Maybe we'll fall asleep tonight
to the madness in the melody
poured out for slaves
Maybe this storm is a perfect score
for wretched bodies washed ashore,
poured out for me

The life I loved looking up at me
Saplings struck like daggers
hemorrhaging streams
As the breath of my people
return to the ground
so forests can once more abound

The suffering cross that overcame
The name of love made concurrent with shame

This melody
I thought it familiar
It sounds like your heartbeat
keeping time,
Then you turn and remind me
that this pain has a purpose
And maybe we'll fall asleep tonight