Hear my trumpets of light Can you take me for a while? I want to bend my soul again That's what we do when we get older Where's your drop of light? You got to want it and you got to cause others are scared
The more the hand you're holding You're paying someone to put it to bed
An indifference would make
If fight the story, and my mind just can't hide The property's prophet around And just what is it cause it's working like fear in the lungs
When you see the difference And an indifference would make
We need to rest sometimes but don't take me There's something in the system, that snail circulates Dig a hole in the backyard