Holy Branches - Radical Face

When you were young

You’d bite your tongue

Calm, always did what you were told

Never ran your mouth

Lived life on tiptoes

Only felt peace if by yourself

Where mistakes don’t count

There’s a hole in your chest

From the time that you was born

One that don’t get filled

Cause you’ve always known

You’re nothing they want

But everybody’s bones are just holy branches

Cast from trees to cut patterns in the world

And in time we find some shelter,

Spill our leaves, and then sleep in the earth

And when there we’ll belong

'Cause the earth don’t give a damn if you’re lost

And now I live alone

Work in the belly of machines

Wring my soot black hands

And I don’t sleep much

Days don’t feel different from the nights

With no goals in mind

There’s a hole in my chest

From the time the time I walked away

One I fill with sweat

'Cause now I know

I’m nothing they want

But everybody’s bones are just holy branches

We ride the breeze to cut patterns in the earth

And in time we find some shelter,

Spill our seeds and then wait for our turn

But for now we’re adrift on the winds of discontent

Trying to carve our place

All in hopes we’ll be something they want

But I ain’t holding my breath

Trace your fingers down my spine

Make your home behind my eyes

Line my skull with harmless lies

I’ll bide my time until I’m something they want