Runaway Brother All Saints Day
The sign you bear in your heart dwells with trust as it must
With hair so narrow, i want to cut it short
Instead they continue to grow
They wrap until they know they are open
Yea
There's no convincing with expired tradition
You can't make peace with behavior like these
How can i mend if i can't care for myself
Smart and always living well
Faster, faster, round and round
We'll catch a ride but there's no telling where it goes
Do you want to know?
They go on that way forever
Yea
