Cover over nearly everything
a blanket hiding all the cuts we can't erase
Are we gone? Spent and swiftly drying up? Are we done like a chanterelle in the sun?

Wake up, rise up. Use or lose the senses.
Step up, own up to why we build our fences.

We cover over nearly everything
Hide the scars from our loved ones we hold so dear
Are we dead moving our bodies to let our lost souls lay in waste from bloody tolls?

Wake up, rise up. Use or lose the senses.
Step up, own up to why we build our fences.

There's a light shining over the pines
But somehow this mind feels so dark
I recognize that I'm losing my time
tired and broken without a spark

Wake up, rise up. Use or lose the senses.
Step up, own up to why we build our fences.