I came to find the son I thought I'd lost
I split my hands and knees upon the rocks
I thought things could change. I was wrong
I searched for years and I looked for you everywhere

No-one remembered your name
This cannot be the way I'm remembered
This land is alive, but barely
This could be ours

"This is punishment! This is anger! It's alive and it's spewing forth disgust!
This could be very violent and you will be changed
But I don't know if it'll be for better or for worse
Please believe the news, it's all over the place
We're all over the place