The Swords We Carried

Back when I believed in luck
And stones and crosses
Id put a coin found on the street
Towards cosmic losses

And passing graveyards in a car

Tracing every falling star

Luck was never very far from childhood causes

And pennies kissed with wishes arced into the fountains

And time was said to heal all pain

And hope move mountains

And all that could befall a heart
Or break this perfect life apart
The swords we carried could not do a thing about them

Away I am going away I am gone

Ghosts and angels are but memories and visions

And revenants are out there taking up positions

But back when I believed in you
Youd raise the sun and set the moon
How could I help but love you holy as religion

Away you are going away you are gone

But back when I believed in luck and words as spoken
I found a lie could break and split the world clean open

And grief became my company
Pain so deep I could not breathe

All betrayal is like dying in slow motion

Is it luck that makes us shout or makes us whisper
Is it luck that makes us wise or turns us bitter

With our maps that point true north
With our vows we sally forth
The swords we carried cant protect us from each other

Away we are going

Away we are gone

Away we are going
Away we are gone