After all the hours, we can rest our bones   If we get old after the smoke clears   And the violence takes hold   Let down, your heart is in the soil   Pay for it, like a marionette on strings   Bail out   Out-of-body or in between an exodus to share the blame   Out-of-body or reconvened to smoke and mirrors and parted seas   Only after the ground freezes, to lift a plague upon our houses   Some would say we’re parting gifts   Some would say we’re part of this   Lights out   And if you think of this just like I do then may it turn to dust   There’s blood in the water shed, none of us to pay the debt   Old wounds, new tricks, to bury both the body and the mind      Out-of-body or in between an exodus to share the blame   Out-of-body or reconvened to smoke and mirrors and parted seas