One by one the little children gunned him down to the ditch near the road While the drums marching on never stop, never let Laugh for now little darling cause the devil has drawn out the lines A hymn too late where the earth goes when winter arrives
Stop your luck love it’s begging contradiction And turning your head
To see skin so fair It’s pulling the lonely in oh no! And chasing a light to jagged stones Lying below the sea, calling you home beneath As your body departs
I just walked around this island And not a rumor of one left the cash While the workhorse machine never stops never lets
You’re in a rush love and it’s so full of envy It’s cursing our steps
