Twenty-One Grams

As I follow you, where will you lead me? To the ends of the world, or is that just the beginning? I've rolled through villages And done my best to pass on your name How much is too much? How far is too far? As I push on and leave everything behind The front line swears I'm going into battle blind A life dedicated to what I can't see Still grasping what I was told to believe What kind of cruel truth only presents itself In the moment you die? In the moment you die The facts are becoming less and less transparent Constantly mixed with the thoughts of the incoherent Dig deep, they're hidden beneath centuries of dust and dirt Covered up by the evolution of the earth I'm struggling with the blessing of the unseen It's harder and harder to not be accusing Continuing to draw the lines of acceptance I'm trying and trying to translate the evidence Why do we owe anyone repentance? Repentence While seeking answers to these questions? These questions Why do we owe anyone repentance? Repentance While seeking answers to these questions? Questions We don't owe, we don't owe We don't owe, we don't owe Anyone repentance We don't owe, we don't owe, repentance As I follow you, where will you lead me? To the ends of the world, or is that just the beginning? The only time you'll ever know if you chose the right side Is when you close your eyes for the very last time Question, all that you knew Question, It's how you'll find the truth Question, question It will only make you stronger Question, all that you knew Question, It's how you'll find the truth Question, question It will only make you stronger