Gone to Croatan

You won't find us washing with the tides from crowd to faceless crowd
Nor dreamless in the mills where years are ground to dust
You won't find us between white walls, where the lights are always on
While through a distant haze
Consuming fires rage
You won't find us
We'll be gone
Long gone

Are you out there sheltering a spark in the storm all alone
Or hoarding your damage because it seems it's all you have of your own
Are you out there in sorrow, in longing, in desperate straits
Doing your time, waiting for a sign, some part of yourself already
Gone
Long, long gone

You won't find us
Find us