From the recording Underdog
Lyrics
I am turning leaves
And rolling sleeves
Until I find you
Hide until it’s gone
Until it leaves
For when it sleeps
How did we get here
Knowing damn well
The cards in play
It was nothing on
Nobody
I did this to myself
I know it’s gonna be different somehow
To find the weary, the warrior, the fade
No it’s gonna be
It’s gonna be so
No internally so joyous
Can’t describe them all
A slip of the tongue
In an edgy room
One last nail to hammer
For the truth - has been buried down deep
In the burying place
Of fallen dreams
I reach for hope
The road that has no end
Carries the travelers
Of our sanctions
How naïve to think
That you could keep
Us still with lies