These Walls

Spirit and Dust

I am headed to the place

where Ive been learning how to live;

each one of us we come as we are

The truth is in our faces

we are putting ourselves out there

for all of these strangers to see

And though I haven't shared

they know my story's quite the same

I've got so much shit to say but I've been hidin'

They say "Come back, it helps"

and I nod, though I know I can't leave

We say "Come back, it helps"

we know what happens when you leave

Im trying to reconcile my mind

for some things aren't sitting right

and I am wondering how the hell that I got here

We are sitting side by side

and I swear the room divides

these walls were built to set us free

They say "Come back, it helps"

And we know we can't leave

"Come back, it helps"

we know what happens when we leave:

familiar faces on the streets,

grasping and the desire to be.

Well that's no way to be living free.

Oh that's no way to be free