Twenty-One Grams

As I follow you, where will you lead me?

To the ends of the world, or is that just the beginning?

I've rolled through villages

And done my best to pass on your name

How much is too much?

How far is too far?

As I push on and leave everything behind

The front line swears I'm going into battle blind

A life dedicated to what I can't see

Still grasping what I was told to believe

What kind of cruel truth only presents itself

In the moment you die?

In the moment you die

The facts are becoming less and less transparent

Constantly mixed with the thoughts of the incoherent

Dig deep, they're hidden beneath centuries of dust and dirt

Covered up by the evolution of the earth

I'm struggling with the blessing of the unseen

It's harder and harder to not be accusing

Continuing to draw the lines of acceptance

I'm trying and trying to translate the evidence

Why do we owe anyone repentance? Repentence

While seeking answers to these questions? These questions

Why do we owe anyone repentance? Repentance

While seeking answers to these questions? Questions

We don't owe, we don't owe

We don't owe, we don't owe

Anyone repentance

We don't owe, we don't owe, repentance

As I follow you, where will you lead me?

To the ends of the world, or is that just the beginning?

The only time you'll ever know if you chose the right side

Is when you close your eyes for the very last time

Question, all that you knew

Question, It's how you'll find the truth

Question, question

It will only make you stronger

Question, all that you knew

Question, It's how you'll find the truth

Question, question

It will only make you stronger