Black Tracks

Black tracks around the creek of pipe dreams

A heart that's kept only for mockery

The weight of your stone will turn to happiness and hope.



Come on son, get yourself together, we're waiting.

The sun won't shine unless you let it get in.

Happiness and hope

Will turn the weight of your stone.



They don’t care,

Should I stay,

It will end up the same anyway.

They don’t care,

Alive or dead,

As long as there is a story to tell.





These dog days leave their mark

We're trembling from the start

A constant state of sleep

I guess we'll always be

Just a breath to deep.



I will gamble with the fall

Guide you through it all

A delightful misery

I guess we'll always be

Somewhere you can lean.



They don’t care,

Should I stay,

It will end up the same anyway.

They don’t care,

Alive or dead,

As long as there is a story to tell.



If we gather all our hope,

Quit dangling from their ropes,

Stand on our own feet,

Confront this hollow ghost,

Take back what's yours and mine,

Just to burn it to the ground,

Illusions will walk free

Pride on a thin line,

(Give me fire)