Who Do You Trust?

Jump to about 4:19 and listen through till 8:19. Four minutes of AWESOME.

I count the days to find / what was left behind. / Only these names I clutch / will lead me to my home. / Somehow this river marks / a wrinkle hand in mine / and everyday that parts / the water into two. / Mothers and feathers start / to drown the living proof. / I can’t remember these lakes of blood. / Wrapped in a blanketl, / there sweats a cut.