Devolving temptations break the bonds we’ve built

Rooted in impatience we keep the blood we’ve spilt

In jars to display it for our distorted sights

Actively ignoring the parts we didn’t like

I can’t see this through to the end too many breaches to defend

Even if this could be worked out our words would never have much clout

We were all alone then because we acted the same

Like we were helpless agents in an endless chain

How we dwelt there, how we wept

Over truth that we can’t accept

I can’t see this through to the end too many breaches to defend

Even if this could be worked out our words would never have much clout

And the ghost keeps calling so you’re driving down the road and you’re not going back

Try to think of something that will make you want to go because you’re not going back

And the ghost keeps calling so you’re driving down the road and you’re not going back