We both have walked as ghosts and weve done it for years.
We saw everything, theres nothing to feel.
Right through meat markets, gold pans, and the steel.
Theyre using my hands - this is the work of man.
Stand on the broken glass, spread out the fuel we need,
And burn the machine that could have brought us back.
You failed.
You held a rose and clung with frozen hands.
You failed. You failed.
Cant fill the grave when the ghost needs to work.
Cant fill the grave when the ghost has to work.
Push through the river, the cold is biting my heels.
I see everything I just cant feel.
Im my nations wars, the body counts me
The beasts at the roots stalking my family tree.
I watch my people in silence as they roll right past.
The heavy footed steps destroy our sacred mass.
I failed.
I lost your bones,
Cant dig them up with my hands.
I failed. I failed.
Cant fill the grave when the ghost needs to work.
But Ive come this for for freedom,
And I wont turn back.
Ive come so far.
But Ive come this far for freedom,
And theres nothing left.
(But I too am America, and these riots within me.)
Just cant keep going on like this.
We failed.
We let you starve and wouldnt stir these idle hands.
We failed. We failed.
But I just cant see you.
I cant see you as anything but the ghost.
Its just this crooked world, man.
Its been tearing us apart.
Lets die right now.
Die right now,
And be content with what weve done.