«I dig 'til my shovel tells a secret,
Swear to the earth that I will keep it,
Brush off the dirt
And let my change of heart occur.

Sold soon after the appraisal,
The hammer struck the auction table
Louder than anything I've ever heard

Fault lines tremble underneath my glass house.
But I put it out of my mind
Long enough to call it courage
To live without a lifeline.
I bend the definition
Of faith to exonerate my blind eye

"'Til the sirens sound, I'm safe."" »

Earth, Sleeping at Last