Bury Me - Vagrants

The unspoken and the unfamiliar are separated by unseen lines

I’ll hold my breath

As I embark into the unknown

Mystery is what keeps us alive and we are emboldened by our own fear of life

What is this unquenchable sustenance?

Where am I headed?

Am I meant to go alone?

Forgive me for counting out myself (bury me with my best intent)

I am no one, trying to be someone (I am weary bones covered by young skin)

Shoulder to shoulder

We are led to the tide

Ready to be held down

We are brought to life

Drowning on the air that we breathe

Can I gain enough courage to die to myself

Long enough to know that you won’t sink

I’d rather swallow the rushes

While you gain your ground

Our convictions tend to bleed us dry

And our missteps hold us down

We are born and broken by coincidence

All of these things have led me to you now (have led me to you now)

Forgive me for counting out myself (bury me with my best intent)

I am no one, trying to be someone (I am weary bones covered by young skin)

Bury me with my best intentions

I have my purpose

I will not be forgotten