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 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
remain, arbitrary, resonance, born, foretold