Dust on my boots, breath on stone I don’t walk here to belong Every road feels half-untrue Still my feet know what to do No voice speaks, but still I hear Something close, something near Chorus I don’t choose - I move I don’t ask - I go Something pulls me through More than I know Night tastes bitter, drums taste dry I don’t beg the stars why No promise waits at the end Just the pull I understand Heartbeat cuts the silence down Echoes in the restless ground Chorus I don’t choose - I move I don’t ask - I go Something pulls me through More than I know If I stop, I disappear Motion keeps the truth in here I don’t choose - I move Something pulls me through Restless ground Still pulls me on.
