When
he comes for you
don’t play the fool
back on the rise
released from the tide
I don’t wanna wait for another
one foot in front of the other
wind in out eyes we have grown some
as we make our way
in the procession
these legs around me
you can
they’re walking
it moves like you
you can
over the hills they are running
get used to it
don’t
how he follows in horrifying clothes
push you heart away
i now fear to warn all
I don’t wanna wait for another
one foot in front of the other
wind in out eyes we have grown some
as we make our way
in the procession
into the storm
return
to wander and roam
strong
the moon as our guide
slouching against the sky
I don’t wanna wait for another
one foot in front of the other
wind in out eyes we have grown some
as we make our way
in the procession