Fault Line

Depressed in the West where the sun never sets The borders are covered with our pageantry best The rain will fall and wash it away The streets will go silent for just one day You know where to find me You know where to find me With ink for your blood you pick up a stone Toss in the ocean and watch it sink down below You say those words you've never said before And listen to your dreams wash up the shore You know where I'll be You know where I'll be Captives and drifters enslaved to those whispers Set your baggage down and come with me They are battered and bruised They use wealth as a ruse We've sussed you out, now you see what I see What I see A conspiracy Oh, what I see