incendiary · unreckonable · corroded
A day scorched by accountability deferred and power unchecked — where investigations open like wounds that have already scarred over, and the machinery of consequence grinds without arriving anywhere.
Verdict, Unsigned
Verse 1
We drew the lines and called them borders
We named the rooms where justice sits
We filled the forms in proper order
And watched the seal dissolve in it
Somewhere a door is left ajar
Somewhere the paperwork goes cold
Somewhere a name is sealed in amber
Somewhere the story won't be told
Chorus
We keep the record, we sign the paper
We lift the gavel, we let it fall
The verdict comes a little later
Or never comes at all
Never comes at all
Verse 2
We watched the alliance count its hours
The exercises trimmed and cut
We watched the ground shift under towers
We watched familiar channels shut
We drove the road that had no witness
We crossed the water in the dark
We named the thing that had no business
Being left without a mark
Chorus
We keep the record, we sign the paper
We lift the gavel, we let it fall
The verdict comes a little later
Or never comes at all
Never comes at all
Bridge
There is a weight that has no courtroom
There is a charge that finds no wall
We carry what the process can't consume
We carry it through summer, through the fall
The roads keep breaking, the machines keep running
The men in rooms keep drawing up the terms
And somewhere under all the official humming
Something irreversible confirms
Outro
We hold the record
We sign the page
We are the consequence
Of an unsigned age
Instrumental Outro
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