Absolutes Songtext
von Folly and the Hunter

I would truck it anywhere
Withstood our tissues, every tear
Moved makeshift through the passing towns
And passed around the omen

Absolutes, way to break yourself
Absolution came too late to help

Come on home

What if I didn′t mind my steps?
Would I have found forgiveness yet?
Release from confines self-imposed
Carry on as if I know


Absolutes, way to break yourself
Absolution came too late to help

Beg for pardon
In the hopes of a brighter fate
Stuck in motion
Caught somewhere in the outer waste
Cold and hardened
And it comes from a darker place
Blind and walking
Guess this is how the grief is faced

Absolutes, way to break yourself
Absolution came too late to help