Past Lives Letra

from the cinders and the ash

civilizations come and go
to the sound of a howling hound
and a tank foaming at the mouth

I searched the record books and bibliographies
I traced the crooked lines of strange geography

counted every speck of dust
and every grain of sand
and when our love my work was through
I still could not find you

from your mother's mother
to your children's kids
from the birthmark to the burning witch

I was waiting watching turning time
I stared the sight right off my eyes

I've seen it all
once or maybe twice
I've read the scriptures
taken the advice

I've asked the prophets
asked the crystal ball
I've asked the silhouettes
climbing up my walls

from your mother's mother
to your children's kids
the birthmark to the burning witch

I was waiting watching counting time
I stared the sight right off my eyes

All the memories you're paid to forget
like crack calls??? filling up your head
so they made a trashcan
light a match
turn the corner
don't look back