(Instrumental)
The world is a running brook Take a look Cold and always moving Blind but never soothing It moves like you and I And never lies Perfect like a circle
we be like the season's trees? Changeably, just not so easily On and on, we're the same Jumping through hoops of flames Sounds funny but a dangerous
We touch the walls of a city streets, and Didn't explain Sadly showed us our ways Of never asking why Cast down, It was heaven sent, and To the church
Make no mistake I don't do anything for free I keep my enemies closer than my mirror ever gets to me And if you think that there is shelter in this attitude
They call me mister hustler. See me around the way every day. The smoke juggler, the coke bubbler. You know. I'll getcha high if you gimme your dough.
Dark dream world All alone Shadows movin' Shadows have long gone by Shadows have long gone by Dark night of the soul Our souls Time slippin' by I call
Now think about the world you love Now think of where it wants to go All things you can't see around you You can change them Rearrange them in your mind
(feat. James Mercer) How will it turn out? Starting needs are waiting out On the way to the dead hotel Beside an empty light Falling into their pretty
Everytime I'm with you I am drunk And you are too Well what the hell Else are we Supposed to do? Yeah everytime you come by We get so trashed And
Both our families afer gathering We're cutting a baby out With my grandmother's heirloom antler-handledcarving knife They were under hr grand chandelier
Ow! Ow! A massive headache in my aging skull Means I do not feel well Pain, pain, pain Bad brains must always feel pain The problem started with
