Where The Whitetails Go

I should've known this train won’t take me home
These tracks are only boney trails of old
I should've cared, but we just stopped and stared
Watching the tragedy unfold
She said, take me where the whitetails go
I can see it in their eyes; they know something we don’t
Mountains so high, and canyons deep
Where white snow lies in 6 foot sheets

And it could bury me up to my head
Bury me up to my head, I swear
Trusting in broken bread, investing in words we said
When we don’t really know just where to go

So I stare, as we deem these jungles bare
With no second thoughts as to what is fair
And I weep, as we take what we don’t need
Human nature walking on two feet

And it could bury me up to my head
Bury me up to my head, I swear
Trusting in broken bread, investing in words
We said when we don’t really know just where to go

We don’t wanna see it, we don’t wanna believe
With all this evil, and we turn the other cheek