WOLVES & MACHINES LYRICS

"Wages"

Back home we were far from saints
Only our fears made us stay
The idle idols remained
On the pedestals we made

Currents of currency
Flood our complacency
And I don't love anything
The way these men love their greed
But I just can't leave

I'll come back for you someday
To untangle the mess that I made
You'll say "This season has drained me."
I'll lay down, rest my eyes
And finally sleep

The cadence keeps
Our wounded feet
Marching right in time
Marching into the sea

The nomadic life that we married
Keeps us restless and weary
The skeletons that we buried
Stay sustained by our worry

I'll come back for you someday
To untangle the mess that I made
You'll say "This season has drained me."
I'll lay down, rest my eyes
And finally sleep

Back home we didn't fit in our own skin
We lived on minimum wages
We're here to find our own balance
And make our children proud again

That place, it broke my throne and
Tried to draw praises from my lips
To summon awe of its vastness
Before I sailed on the vastest

Never I minded the bridges
Never I minded the sea
I held fast in the everlasting race
By my own choice and thee

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