Gray Skies / Holy Branches Radical Face

[Part I: Gray Skies]

[Instrumental]

[Part II: Holy Branches]

[Verse]
When you were young
You'd bite your tongue
Calm, always did what you were told
Never ran your mouth
Lived life on tiptoes
Only felt peace if by yourself
When mistakes don't count

[Bridge]
There's a hole in your chest
From the time that you were born
One that don't get filled
Cause you've always known you're nothing they want

[Chorus]
But everybody's bones are just holy branches
Cast from trees to cut patterns in the world
And in time we find some shelter
Spill our leaves and then sleep in the Earth
And when we're there we'll belong
Cause the Earth don't give a damn if you're lost