Go!   Strange things happen in the night time hours   Yesterday's left   Tomorrow's ours   Those who see numbers refuse the great forgiver   Powerful men, raise your hands and deliver   No superstition to which we all cling   (???)   The sun hides itself concealing its grin   And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again      Oh, young cardinals, nesting in the trees   Oh, hear our song   And rain your innocence on me      One, two, three, four!      Strange things happen in the night time hours   I was twice as crazed and wolves devour   Ghosts of love are going through the blinds   Nicotine babies will pull those blinds      The god of the sea is swinging his trident   We stoke our fires with the bones of tyrants   The sun infiltrates through the dust and the dead   And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again      Oh, young cardinals nesting in the trees   Oh, hear our song   And rain your innocence on me      Young cardinals,   Take flight   Return to nest in the black of night   There are things you were not meant to know      Young cardinals,   Take flight   Return to nest in the black of night   There are things you were not meant to know      Oh, young cardinals   Nesting in the trees   Oh, hear our song   And rain your innocence on me      Oh, young cardinals   Oh, young cardinals   Oh, young cardinals   Oh, young cardinals   Oh...