Echoes

Out of a secret longing
They know their way from here
Out of a growing dream
They follow the road we createI see what I've cut behind me
Lost on the bottom you often found me there
False conscience is beyond me
Lost in the backwoods I lie open to you here
Just leave me hereThese men are running hard
But you keep down your voices
Living only to judge heavy
All mysteries aside there was a truth outsideLeave me here and I'm born again
Leave me here in this void again
Now I am open left for dead
Just like salvation comes in the end