Rust from before, all bright

They came from the north, damn right

Like something from stories never told (told, told, told)

Listen to them, they won't get old

You call on my soul all quiet

You fixed it in the road, self tight

You say that the journey is not the goal

I say go and do what you've been told

The more you feel it, fade away

The more I see it

And I know you feel it, anyway now

Rust from before, all bright

We came from the north, damn right

Like something from stories never told (told, told, told)

Listen to them, they won't get old

In the ground it is

Burn the crown 'cause it's

Breath to pull another like you

Wrapped around another like you

The more you feel it, fade away

The more I see it

And I know you feel it, anyway now

In the ground it is

Burn the crown 'cause it's

Breath to pull another like you

Wrapped around another like you

In the ground it is

Burn the crown 'cause it's

Breath to pull another like you

Wrapped around another like you