Digging A Grave
J. M. Moore

Time can wait, time can hesitate
Time will underestimate our souls until they fall out of our
Skin and bones, drilling out our skulls
Going against the flow until there's nowhere else left to go

We are digging a grave, for all our yesterdays
And we're packing them up, sucking them dry
Pulling them down from their hooks in the sky
We are digging a grave

Free to go, staring at the door
Emptied out our skulls until there's nothing left to hold on to cause
Time's a fake, time will deviate
Time will oversaturate our souls until they fall out of our skin and bones

We are digging a grave, for all our yesterdays
And we're packing them up, sucking them dry
Pulling them down from their hooks in the sky
We are digging a grave

Against the grain, we can't stay the same
Against the grain, we can change 
Against the grain, for all our yesterdays
We are digging a grave

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