Bard of a Wasteland

Lyrics: Gabriella Smith Music: Gabriella Smith You left us with fire And we let it burn You lined your pockets with the breath of your children All you leave is a wasteland And we’re fighting to breathe on Far enough from the slaughter Close enough to the dam I lost the dream of a daughter To be the bard of a wasteland Lost time Another lick of the tide, another loop in a line What kind of life is a wasteland, fighting to breathe on Far enough from the slaughter Close enough to the dam I lost the dream of a daughter To be the bard of a wasteland (I’m just the bard of a wasteland)