Coins for the eyes: 3/4

[Verse 1] We dig for the Gods that leave no bones For the ship that sailed in the sunken sea There's a lot to discarded stones The famine road, and the merchants keep [Verse 2] Come and search for, we would search And looking for a scarred land Turn the soil Weave a dream Dread the river, rig the sand And dig for those whose stories lie with buried paths and futures won And dig for us as we have done To lay the dead out in thе sun To lay us dead out in the sun [Verse 3] Coins for the еyes and keys for the door Fortress, grave goods, chambered too Abandoned villages, rumours of war We dig for pattern, reap the reward And so a glue to gloomy are And where we were And why we will Inheritors of knowledge now And ancestors to those who steal my- I dig for those whose stories lie with buried paths and futures won And dig for us as we have done To lay the dead out in the sun To lay us dead out in the sun