Woke up as the sun rose over the Dome
Came here two weeks ago
With wishes that I'd never return home
Pack my things and get back to the inverse parade
With me in the middle
Cheering, admiring all the gods made
In the morning a haze usually fills my head
But this morning it seems to me
The haze wanted to fill the valley instead
As I made my descent down to Mirror Lake
I realized the valley would
Never ever, ever look the same
There were people together
Laughing and talking about how their bodies hurt
Sprinting through corn fields
Screaming at corn fields
They told me he was a good man
And that's the most it's ever meant
Nothing else meant much at that point
Speeding through corn fields
Dragging through corn fields
There I was in the morning, too busy to begin mourning
I couldn't even come home
I couldn't even come home
So I got in my car and escaped
Through tree trunk tunnels with rings like memories
I came searching for answers
But the answers I found had all been burned down
How long I'd be there I can't say
But two weeks is starting to feel pretty far away
I just wave goodbye to the Captain
As ashes fell like Minnesota snow