In the Grand Scheme

No scream, or sound of shouting guns in the yard

Run away, everything behind you

Somehow, I’d rather be the dust on the road,

Than live a life without any feeling

Even the ones who look fine, they have their scars

Somewhere, deep inside

Shrouded in dreams,

You will find peace of mind In the grand scheme

There is a darkness all around this town,

And a fever, but I will hold your hand

One name to welcome everyone you meet

And an old one reminds you of your past

Even the ones who look fine, they have their scars

Somewhere, deep inside

Shrouded in dreams,

You will find peace of mind in the grand scheme

Restless, you are the sea

And they can’t see the damage

When moonlight puts up a fight