Uprooted - Of Virtue

Are you building up your faith?

Just to burn down all your sins?

Are you treading someone elses path

Just to forget where you’ve been?

You can’t erase the past

Or cover up the tracks you’ve made in this endless maize

You can’t erase the past

But you still hold your breath

I am no hero, I am no god

I do not preach, I do not speak in tongues

I’m just as lost and weak as the next

But when it comes to giving up

I am relentless

And when I find my last shred of hope

I will not let it go

I’ll hold it to my chest

Until my heart stops beating

And my bones picked clean

Some need a lover

Some need a god

Some need a bottle

To find the strength it takes to carry on

When all you truly need is the air in your lungs

And eager blood coursing through your veins

I think I’ve found my own salvation

Where the river ends and the sunrise starts

I’ve found my own salvation

A place to soak my calloused feet

And hang my heavy head

A place to dress my wounds

And rest my broken back

A place in my heart in mind where i can live and die in peace

I am no hero, I am no god

I do not preach, I do not speak in tongues

I’m just a stubborn man that doesn’t know

How to give up