TEETH OF THE WORLD

O wanderers under trembling vaults
Dust in our hair
Names in our mouths
That we never quite dare to say

Children of crossroads
Cracked white lines
Maps in our skin
Rust on the signs
Standing where the highways fray

The world bares its teeth
Or we bare ours
Either way
The heartbeat’s the same
One drum
One drum in the dark
Still pounding
We break
We burn
We stay
The world bares its teeth
Or we bare ours
Either way
We answer the flame
One drum
One drum in the dark
Still sounding
We bend
We bleed
We stay

Unlit doors and leaning frames
Keyholes like eyes
Learning our names
Asking what we’re made to lose

We walk where fate thins to a thread
Pulled through the rain
Over our heads
Pulled by the choices we refuse

Are we hunted?
Are we hunting?
Breath on the glass
Breath in my lungs (oh)

If this is the edge
Then let it be sharp
Let it be honest
Let it be ours

The world bares its teeth
Or we bare ours
Either way
The heartbeat’s the same
One drum
One drum in the dark
Still pounding
We break
We burn
We stay
The world bares its teeth
Or we bare ours
Either way
We answer the flame
One drum
One drum in the dark
Still sounding
We bend
We bleed
We stay