We dismiss the back roads
Ride these streets unafraid
Resigned to scraping paint
From our bones unashamed

No more the eye upon you
No more the simple man

Desolation-yes
Hesitation-no
Desolation-yes
Hesitation-no
As you might have guessed
All is never shown
Desolation-yes
Hesitation-no

And in my prayer, I dream alone
Silent speech to deaf ear
If you want love
You must be love
But if you bleed love
You will die loved

No more the eye upon you
Cast in stone and autumn shade

Desolation-yes
Hesitation-no
Desolation-yes
Hesitation-no
As you might have sensed
We won't make it home
Desolation-yes
Hesitation-no

And for the rites of spring
Come to mean all things
A little taste of what may come
A mere glimpse of what is gone
Cause for the moment we are free
We seek to bind our release
Too young to die
Too rich to care
Too fucked to swear I was there

Desolation-yes
Hesitation-no
Desolation-yes
Hesitation-no
As you might have guessed
We won't make it home
Desolation-yes
Hesitation-no