Born and Raised

All blossoms die in the light of our new culture

Find your belief in that which cannot be discovered

Countless lessons lie in every fever dream

A million voices asking, what does it all mean?

I’ve lost all direction

I’ve lost all my direction

And now I wish, that I would have believed

Could have believed

Escape, escape

Nature’s indifferent hand

Retreat, retreat

To the bliss of our creation

We were born and raised

To live beyond

The heft and weight of a world undone

Like a bird from the north

Our hearts will roam in search of warmth

Two hands come together to pray for greater yields

Two poles of a compass guided by a field

In the mind of every man, two ghosts dance

Was this place made, or was it here by chance?

I’ve lost all direction

I’ve lost all my direction

And now I wish, that I would have believed

Could have believed

Escape, escape

Nature’s indifferent hand

Retreat, retreat

To the bliss of our creation

We were born and raised

To live beyond

The heft and weight of a world undone

Like a bird from the north

Our hearts will roam in search of warmth

Uncountable numbers written in new fallen snow

I can hear the claws of the beast tapping at my window

Nihilist sleeps and in dreams he sees god’s face

Realize even disbelief requires a leap of faith

From birth to death, we search for what’s yet to be known

We and hope and pray and ask, but we are never shown

Born and raised to live beyond

The heft and weight of a world undone

Like a bird from the north

Our hearts will roam in search of warmth

We were born and raised