I thought those trees, were too strong to sway.
But all their leaves, they blew away.
That view we took, you held our hands.
The winds they blew, the weight from our stand.
Our sights we took up there we were too strong to adjust our view. (there's no words, this time)
And I watched that river run dry!
No eroding words this time just the map of the drought!
I'll study it until our sun burns out.
How it came to this I can't derive, we rise and fall with the tides
but we are outside, always outside now, with knives! 

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Knives song meanings
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