77 Steps

Ethan Durelle


Drive through
I want you to know
Just how it feels
To die on your own

Drive through
I want you to hand
Me up to the thieves
Who know you by name

Servant prostrate on the ground
Servant tell them what you just found
Not just a name, not just a cause, not just a feeling
Am I on the sun, cause I just called it home

I must have traded you for everything
Go find your maker
You make sense now