Run with me brother away from yourself

Pack up a suitcase and drown

Immerse your eyes

Pretty lights will disguise

All that you've found

Empty nests

But the mouths need feeding

Mother hen escaped the fate

Words all around

But nobody left reading

The golden tooth hung out his shoulder

Drops with a moan

Phantom pain has gone and thunder

No seeds to be sown

So come with me my countless lover

To the image blue

As children crying on my shoulder

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Do not let in truth

The iron truth

I'll trace it right back to you

And we'll run among mines

From side to side

Now we can find

A place to roam

A place to roam

A place to roam

A place to roam

A place to roam