I can't bring myself to ask what happened to the fallen
So I press my ribs on hardwood gratefully
Hoping that the one who put me up
Won’t be the next one to move on
Let alone me
But you gotta let em take off
And you gotta let em roll on
And you gotta let the dust dissipate and settle
Before you sweep it up
And you gotta let treachery be treacherous
And if your valor is stolen
May it be held
I can’t bring myself to ask
What happened to the fallen
So I pass through highways like rivers
And cityscapes like mountains
For there is an innkeeper for every desperado
And their call of duty is footsteps on the run
But you gotta let em take off
And you gotta let em roll on
And you gotta let the dust dissipate and settle
Before you sweep it up
And you gotta let treachery be treacherous
And if your valor is stolen
May it be held
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