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