Buried Signs

They were there beneath my feet
In every crack, in every street
I walked right over every clue
But didn't know what I once knew
Buried deep in ash and stone
Were all the things I should have known
The silent warnings etched in dust
Ignored for comfort, pride and trust
Buried signs, left behind by who I was
Buried signs, truth disguised beneath the rust
I digged them up, I read them now
But never knew the when or how
In echoes carved along the wall
Were all the ways I'd start to fall
But I was blind or just afraid
To face the path I never made
They told me once, they showed me twice
But I mistook it all for vice
Now every mark and every line
Feels like a voice from my own spine
Buried signs, they never left, I only strayed
Buried signs, warnings carved in what decayed
Now I walk and understand
They built the map that shaped my hand
Shaped my hand