This story is past tense    and I did not want my cover blown   Thought well enough was left alone   and who decided you'd rescue me?   Yeah, I do agree   a bent and broken set are we      Up in a tree we're stuck   and the only lights off the wire   are all the moths in the fire   Can't you feel how the air is getting dry   Try, but can't identify   what you start to think      My baby won't come out at night   They took apart the Angel's Flight    For this    Strange Season      Did you feel it change from cold to hot   With fever, you will have a bout   And all you do is talk about   the meaning of the walkabout...   There I go again   A taste of my own medicine      So shake your head and look around   The leaves don't fall   There's still no sound   to this   Strange Season      Then I start to think   I've seen it through   I saw the sights   They disassembled Angel's Flight.   with this   Strange Season       Do you want to know that   it comes down to this?   Do you want to hear that   Ignorance is bliss   Ignorance is bliss