All Them Witches Tiger's Pit
Past the lips and through the teeth
Little promises to keep
Tie the bag off all the way
So the secret won't fall out
Keep me close to circus fools and lean-tos
Big brother wants to catch you
In your lowest moment shout
Just give it a rest
Just give it a rest
Just give it a rest
I find the soul
I find the soul
I find the soul
I find the soul
I find the soul
In the tiger's pit
Crowd the door and make a scene
In the giant's mausoleum
Let me know the feeble sheen
Of the early mornings [bough?]
Keep me close to
Country lanes that lead to
Little [fears?] fly to catch you
Fireworks that don't go out
I find the soul
I find the soul
I find the soul
I find the soul
In the tiger's pit
In the tiger's pit
In the tiger's pit
I find the soul
In the tiger's pit
I find the soul
In the tiger's pit
In the tiger's pit
In the tiger's pit
