If only dust could talk what would we hear it say?   Before it's brushed aside, just as it's swept away   It's just the evidence, it's of no consequence   It's only flesh and bone, why don't we leave it alone?      If only dust could gather into lines of chalk   Around a silhouette detective fiction walks   For it's the only witness that can testify   Can I spit out the truth or would you rather just swallow a lie?      Why did they dam the land, why did they flood the plain?   Did they erase the name and wipe away the stain?   You kept your mouth well shut, appeared to turn your coat   Now there's a name for you but it's stuck in my throat      If dust could only mutter or in laughter trill   If it could warn and whisper from the windowsill   But it's the only witness that can testify   Can I spit out the truth or would you rather just swallow a lie?      Here comes the juggernaut, here come The Poisoners   They choke the life and land and rob the joy from us   Why do they taste of sugar when they're made of money?   Here come the Lamb of God and the butcher's boy, Sonny      If dust could only gather in the needle track   Then it would skip a beat and it would jump right back   If dust could only gather in a needle track   Then it would skip a beat and all the sense I lack