Scavenger
You see what's going on
A cold barony of the setting sun
And on the ground beneath we just keep pushing past
Our world just limps along
Some parts erased it started out so strong
We started at the face now we're picking at its bones

Would you just lay prone 'til the writing's on the wall
Would you bitch and moan 'til the water's all gone and all
That's left is a place that we've dried up and debased
Waiting on our scavenger

Half-dead and overwrought
No way to save more than we forgot
On the ground beneath we race to build our cast
And I'm restless, our defect is surrounding something so connected
It seems inescapable but I just can't agree

Would you just lay prone 'til the writing's on the wall
Would you bitch and moan 'til the air's all gone and all
That's left is a place too poisonous to embrace
Waiting on our scavenger
Would you just lay prone 'til our writing's on the wall
Left are rocks and bone, from our discourse comes distaste
And we can't see what it means in the first place
Together we efface to swallow a pill that's too big to engulf
Something about it is too hard to give up

Would you just lay prone 'til the writing's on the wall
Would you bitch and moan 'til our time's all gone and all
That's left is the wake of a home built out of spite
Don't turn out the light