From the recording A Separate|Divide

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The land is a shadow
a faded view of yesterday
that I’m not sure existed
or if we just gave it away

and what little remains
belongs to just a few
what agony blossoms
the rest consumes

There’s nothing
for us here

I’d make myself a stranger
Risk this meager body
I’d cross any border
Suffer in their absence

I’d take this bit of sorrow
Throw it on my shoulders
Work the blood right out
Squeeze it from my fingers

I’d do it
Risk it all
Lose them all
In the midnight sun