on your way back to earth assigned another birth on your way back to dawn the last will now be first searching for for what s already your s already your possession they have no answers one is the soul nothing to offer they have cast all their stones they have cast all their stones in primate fear assign the blame that their scarecrows may lead them in suspicion might have lost their way trust in those that came to prey searching for for what s already your s already your possession they have no answers one is the soul nothing to offer they have cast all their stones they have cast all their stones i you knew at the dawn what was know by night the same bad cards other side twist up another metaphor unite in fear painted up as bravery no recollection of connection come before return again many beginnings from many ends ripples of disruption searching for for what s already your s already your possession they have no answers one is the soul nothing to offer 