Blank Stones Lyrics

In celebration of

Journeys not taken

Treasures never found

And people never met

We're taking a bow

For bridges never crossed

Surrounded by depictions

Of paths never walked

We should run through barricades

Like in our final days

And to earn ourselves the way

Till the last breath we take

But with glass ceilings and glass floors

We're taking water aboard

We're sinking into the wall

Or Falling on our swords

Maybe we enjoyed

Torturing our souls

While those that adored

Were mocking our own

Under the line "Here lies"

Under the line "Here lies"

Under the line "Here lies"

Under the line "Here lies"

Will Dan be acclaimed

For his thirty-three maims

All done in one day

Playing his video game

Or Kate's three hundred and four

Pairs of shoes

Though half she never wore

They filled a room

Just what will we write

In our book of life?

Our Facebook likes

Or the things we buy?

As masters of our tombs

how many blank stones

Are without deeds more robust

Than birth to bone?

Under the line "Here lies"

Under the line "Here lies"

Under the line "Here lies"

Under the line "Here lies"

Under the line "Here lies"

Under the line "Here lies"