Laurentian Ghosts -

Ever-flowing white ghosts form on my fingertips

Balanced in peace, dancing in light

My grip blooms and blossoms forever more

Incubated, in silence we find tranquility

Distilled into memories, we shut off, retired among the infinite

We aim for balance standing on cannonballs, outside the battlefields

We aim for balance standing on cannonballs

We slam on clay and dig deep, and labyrinth trenches around craters we call home

Such an amazing defeat

RAGE, I will put this all back inside of me

Ghosts of my past lift me up, carry me through blinding night

RAGE, find me beneath the iron mines, below 10,000 lakes, find me beyond the

pines

Now face your back to the storm, forget the shelters you would seek before

Let your feet hit the ground, don’t look back to where the siren sounds

We aim for balance standing on cannonballs, outside the battlefield

We aim for balance standing on cannonballs

We slam on clay and dig deep, and labyrinth trenches around craters we call home

Such an amazing defeat, we misplace dreams and study braille throughout the dark

And there’s hope for a better future, and theres hope for a better life

RAGE, I will put this all back inside of me

Ghosts of my past lift me up, carry me through blinding night

RAGE, join me beneath the iron mines, below 10,000 lakes, join me beyond the

pines