Track Three

Delayed in the headlong

Resembled to breaking-point

I swear you never slept at night

when the growing is slow.

After me I'm no man's son

run out of recognize.

The blood of our

split back without his prisoner

the distance rigged in his eyes

Rock of cast-offs

bury me

hide my soul

and sink us free.

Rock of cast offs

bury me

hide my soul

and pray us free.

From the host of late-comers

a miracle enters the streets

shining with rain

he is shaking to wash

the murder away.

The shadow of the son

made the son a shadow

it's never night when I die.

That desert clouds under

and so Lord lightens

sleepers wait there

with wounds in their sides.

In the strength of the crime

you sing like a stranger

and your failure fulfills

your most secret defeat.

After me I'm no man's son

run out of recognize.

A life of it's own

lays down the horizon

the distance rigged in it's eyes

Rock of cast-offs

bury me

hide my soul

and sink us free.

Rock of cast offs

bury me

hide my soul

and pray us free.