Dust and Light - Branches

The TV has run out of advice

And the people you love got nothing to say

but when you ask with a shovel, youll find your faith

at the bottom of a hole

Have you seen anything that you would doubt me?

You were not, the stones were singing

You’re tapping your pen on the desk

your thoughts have found words but your lungs dont have breathe

So youre wasting all your ink circling lines

Your mind is a passanger train

We are more then what night gives us credit for

We were dust, now were light

Father time is a selfish man

He runs on schedule and he keeps all of our plans

But what happens when I cant fit on a clock

I’ll buy my freedom while I can

Burn your list, find your sight, adjust to the night

Give up hope that youll be right

Let in the light, alluminate the night

lighting up the dust floating from my eyes

perfect love cast out all fear

so I choose the darkness here

Theres hope for you yet