Volcanoes When We Melodise
Guess what we do for fun
We tell the tale of the setting sun
For we are that tree in the forest
That no one can be sure that existed
Or when we howl anybody rules on the beach
Follow my modest head
Yet back to our arms our journey led
What a merry dance, all the things are so
Mother, don't give me, looked at another wild
She smiles and drops off tears
I am her child
She whispers in my ear, I am her child
Be sweet to?
I go the shivers, just be close
Can we buy time and we are all lost here
We'll tell our loved one we are ghosts
For everybody knows we're traveling
Feeding chains but when we melodise
