Dredge - The Overseer

Walking into a place unknown

Weary of a life I’ve grown to know

I’m looking at the faces of a generation lost and scared

But we’d rather close our eyes

And dream of a child with a bed under their skin

We are not alone

We won’t be invisible

Tens by ten thousands

We plead for something more

Cry out, oh, sons and daughters

Rest your washed out eyes

Grace will keep you alive

We are not alone

We won’t be invisible

Tens by ten thousands

We plead for something more

We search, we dig for roots of a stable home

We search, we dig for a life better than this

Tens by ten thousands we search

We dig for a life better than this