Count
What of it would count
Sunset on the scars
These were the best of all of us
Just sailing in the white light
Covering the dark
Count
And you make your islands
Turning your nose right far
Well I'm not found
Well I'm not found
Standing on golden skies
Tempting one of your eyes
Sending the water
I'mma be the hardest gone
'Cause I'm not done
Feed me to your starving hounds
'Cause none of it counts
Lost in the cold Earth
Sinking on the foreign parts
And I'm not found
Feed me to your starving hounds
'Cause none of it counts
Feed me to your starving hounds
'Cause none of it counts
'Cause none of it counts
'Cause none of it counts
Count
What of it would count
These were the best of all of us
Just sailing in the white light
Covering the dark
Count
And you make your islands
Turning your nose right far
Feed me to your starving hounds
Lost in the cold Earth
Sinking on the foreign parts
Feed me to your starving hounds
'Cause none of it counts
Lost in the cold Earth
Sinking on the foreign parts
And I'm not found