What were we thinking
We moved to a literal Indian burial ground
Where the floor won't stop shaking
And the fires don’t go out

What even happened
We had it real good and we loved like we should then we lost
Engulfed and turned
Into dust

And in the end times I was
Hoping we’d fight side by side
To hunt and gather or whatever
Needed to survive
To pull through but we two
Fools threw

When did we get lost
The journey was tough, we went
Off-track and suffered enough
The going got tough

When did we lose it
When everyone did
All the rations we hid are still here
Lentils and tears
And in the end times I was
Hoping we’d be kissing
To hold real tight and see the
Light in reminiscing in
All we lost
To building blocks


And in the end times I was
Hoping we’d be kissing
To hold real tight and see the
Light in reminiscing in
All we lost
To building blocks