Ballast

Ballast - Jawbox

Blood marks the road

Where the animal left its life behind

In a red stain

That the rain will wash away

Fall of night foretold

Sky colors like a bruise

And I think of ones I used to know and

Of paths they had to choose

For we are born and we remain forever

Trapped inside our heads

No

No human chords are struck

Without a resonance in other lives

But the echoes we hold onto seem

As arbitrary as the times

For we are born and will remain

For we are born and we remain forever

Trapped inside our heads