Fugitive

Are you afraid?

The wind is calling for the departed to rise from the grave

They're searching for clues

there's nothing to find

when your chalk outline is all that remains

The date on your tombstone, the reaping that you've sown

it could have been different but people don't change

life after death so let's both go there together

I am not a fugitive

I just wanted to be free

from the secrets and the ghosts

that have been chasing after me

and if you find my cold remains

will you bury them with you

in a field far away from the damage that they do

damage that they do

Are you afraid?

the pressure's building

the ground is the future, the past is the ledge

crossing the desert, a desperate measure

but life will be better, isn't that what you said?

He's haunting her still, she just wanted glory

but not every story is told on a page

I know what you did

You can't say 'nevermind' forever

I am not a fugitive

I just wanted to be free

from the secrets and the ghosts

that have been chasing after me

and if you find my cold remains

will you bury them with you

in a field far away from the damage that they do

damage that they do