From the recording Bright in Bad Weather
Lyrics
Spending all this time alone has calloused me. But I recall a time when I used to lean on others. You were like my brothers. Walking around just like leaders of the pack. But you’ve made some changes to our pact. So now I’m a lonewolf. But you call me the black sheep. To help the family sleep. The price I pay for independence is this life sentence. Drinking from this brook alone is refreshing. Still I recall the nights when I’d spend them with others. Prechorus. Chorus. To the outcast walking your own path. Bring me the stone that burdens your back. Though our family has left us we will rebuild a city for those who want to run away for good.