You take the high, I'll take the low
Off through the
The twisted trees sing
Dark, dark, dark
Broken branches hidden
Far down below
T
Sly like a magpie's shared between the species
Something there glitters,
Old fox walking over ice
Listening for cracks
Below water a pit
Above
Sleep out in the woods away
Running through the rain
Deep in
The wind and the rain beat on his fair head
As
blow...
blow your tuneless trumpet the choice is yours
i'm going to
destroy your safe and happy lives before it is too
We know that for many years there's been no country
the road up to the past has long been closed
and
Take the lid off of life, let me look at
she had been misplaced by the government
our old friends are
The dance floor's nearly empty now
Everyone's gone home
We're fragmented and
destroy your safe and happy lives before it is too
we're wrong, so wrong, so wrong, so wrong it's not
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