Heavy snow in appropriate places Heavy mornings with even heavier nights November 8th, set to camp concentration We saw six bodies before we're history's eyes Heavy hearts in inappropriate places Heavy morning began the heaviest night So far from home, but then the setting seemed fitting To watch our country [?] implode over night "Are you ashamed? ", asked the man by the loading door He kept his stride but felt the wind from my chill I hit the ground to find some focus in fury Skipped the darkness to watch the sunrise instead Heavy hearts in all appropriate places Heavy days for even heavier nights Heavy hearts in all appropriate places Heavy morning with even heavier night