Chasing beaten tracks
In good faith these roads are taunting me
I know I can’t turn back
I’ll go alone if I need

I think I’ve got a friend
But I don’t know where he is
A Whisper in the wind
If I can breathe then I can bleed



Kicking at dust in my heels
Shackles never held me back
It’s a long lonely road but it’s all I know


Craving Oxygen
Saying things I never thought I would
Oh my body ain’t a temple
Guess I’m getting old and so I should
Cause I ain’t ever been good

Just cause it’s where I’m from
Don’t mean its where I belong
Got a list as long as my arm
Of reasons to leave and reasons to stay


Pariahs and pilgrim saints
Everybody’s in a lane
Everybody needs to pray from time to time



Craving Oxygen
Saying things I never thought I would
Oh my body ain’t a temple
Guess I’m getting old and so I should
Cause I ain’t ever been good