Young Galaxy - Cover Your Tracks

Blood sun winter, shut my eyes The end has come and gone Witness to humanity And how it was undone I've always said I'd have it all If I could be unborn I'd rather be a wild bird And I'd rather be a thorn Black sky cloaks the mountainside A land beyond our lands I'm witness to and witnessing And how it plays now hand I've always said I'd trade it all For places unadorned My mind is calm and animal And sharp and reborn Throw away your letters and numbers And make sure to cover your tracks Throw away your desires and treasures And make sure you burn all the maps Throw away your letters and numbers And make sure to cover your tracks Throw away your desires and treasures And make sure your burn all the maps