Uprooted from where you were
Now you lay low your passed out
I saw you fall in the meadow
We look alike, on skid row
A step towards the void
The consequences of
The power of favor
Breeze through your arms
Deserted in mine
Now we’ve found a calm
And paid the fine
One day you won’t hold up the roof
It will be made of gold
Oh won't feel the cold
A step towards the void
The consequences of
Unsaid beliefs
Greenhouses on rooftops
The gardener starves the crops
The machine knocks us down
I thought you’d grow a thousand times around
If the orchard blazes in fall
If the rising tide covers the pier
Come inside
Come inside oh oh
Come inside oh
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