NOTE: This song is actually Ballast, not Green-Line Delayed
blood marks the road
when an animal left its life behind
in a red stain
that the rain will wash away
fall of night foretold
the sky coloured like a bruise
and I think of ones I used to know
and of paths they had to choose
because we are born
and will remain
forever trapped inside our heads
no human chords are struck
without a resonance in other lives
but the echoes we hold on to seem
as arbitrary as the time
because we are born
and will remain
because we are born
and will remain