Are we made of dust
Are we made of more
Because I've been watching us
All piece ourselves back together
Like we understand
Like we're kings of men
Like we wrote the rulebook and
Threw it out with the water
How many times is enough
To blame the world on being broken
We will always lose
If we never choose
To kneel in the dust and
Remember where this all began
We will come to ruin
Once more return to dust
If the image of our maker
Should depart from us
Till we come to ruins
And let love build us up
Our brokenness will heal us
As we rise from dust
Will we feast on bread
Or richer things
To fill all the emptiness
We tried our hardest to cover
Run into the ground
Busy mutes the sound
That settles upon us when
We find ourselves in the silence
How many times is enough
To bury ourselves in the rubble
We could start again
But if we never change
Won't we just end up
Right where this all just began