Faultlines

Have you ever held something until you hands were aching?

And then let it go and watched it fall and listened to it breaking?

I have held back time and tide when all the world was plenty

But now my hands are open wide, open wide and empty

For every breath that leaves me now, another comes to fill me

And for every death that grieves me now, the next will surely kill me

For those borders crumble every day, the faultlines are showing

And all I thought was here to stay slowly is going

History abandons us and we're holding on, holding on

To nothing but dirt and dust, we're holding on, holding on

While those borders crumble every day, the faultlines are showing

And all I thought was here to stay slowly is going

Have you ever held something until you hands were aching?

And then let it go and watched it fall and listened to it breaking?