Bread Crumbs and White Stones – Song and Lyrics by After the Burial


Written by: Justin Lowe, Dan Carle, Anthony Notarmaso, Lee Floral, Trent Hafdahl

Duration: 3:38

Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Bread Crumbs and White Stones’ by After the Burial. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of After the Burial or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

So I’ll keep searching
For a place called home
I’ll rip my roots from this earth
Into the unknown

Is it for the dreams I chased?
Or the ones I caught
This mystery
This misery is killing me
So now I’ll leave behind a murder scene

My life isn’t real
It’s just a silhouette
And when the sun goes down I won’t exist
I will be the forgotten
Bread crumbs and white stones can’t follow me

Constantly I’m tearing at the seams
The threads that hold me together
They envelop me
I am a shaking man
As my body breaks against the wind
I begin to slowly unravel

I’m tearing at the seam
The threads that hold me together
They envelop me
And with fervor I am everywhere I never thought I would be

I will never come home
I am a ghost inside your empty house
I don’t exist
I will not come home
I’ll never come home