They take a second to look over the open land
Then depart together hand in hand
And if this be an ideal image
Who says?
If the tide comes in with moon
If the preacher speaks of impending doom
If the armies bombard an image to our minds

I wanna go where I won’t hear nothing but,
Organic sounds and the truth from who I ask
All around keep feeling pressured on
Keeps on pushing me—keeps on pushing me
I just wanna refrain from society
With its open mouth hanging over me
I just wanna fall in love again
I hope that you understand

So if you find me let me know
The sense of change begins to grow
The sentiments are moving towards a peak
Out in the streets it will unfold
The gathering has been foretold
And winter’s gonna end eventually

I got a collect call from the morgue today
Said the past is back—present died away
And if you say that things are infinite
You’re wrong

I wanna go where I won’t hear nothing but,
Organic sounds and the truth from who I ask
All around keep feeling pressured on
Keeps on pushing me—keeps on pushing me
I just wanna refrain from society
With its open mouth hanging over me
I just wanna fall in love again
I hope that you understand

So if you find me let me know
The sense of change begins to grow
The sentiments are moving towards a peak
Out in the streets it will unfold
The gathering has been foretold
And winter’s gonna end eventually


Lyrics submitted by DukeBeef

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