Strange things happen in the nighttime hours
Yesterday's buds are tomorrows flowers
Those who speak numbers refuse the great forgiver
and powerful men raise their hands and deliver
All the superstitions to which we all cling
While high minds in geneva ponder e8 vs string
The sun hides itself, concealing its grin
And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again
Oh, young cardinals
Nesting in the trees
Oh, hear our songs
And reign your innocence on me
Strange things happen in the nighttime hpurs
white tails graze and wolves devour
Ghosts of old loves are blowing through the pines
Nicotine babies being born with no spines
The god of the sea is swinging his trident
We stoke our fires with the bones of tryants
The sun, it retreats through the dust and the din
And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again
Oh, young cardinals
Nesting in the trees
Oh, hear our songs
And reign your innocence on me
Young cardinals take flight
return to nest in the black of night
There are things you were not meant to know
Oh, young cardinals
Nesting in the trees
Oh, hear our songs
And reign your innocence on me
Oh, young cardinals
Oh, young cardinals
Oh, young cardinals
Oh, young cardinals
Strange things happen in the nighttime hours Yesterday's buds are tomorrows flowers Those who speak numbers refuse the great forgiver and powerful men raise their hands and deliver All the superstitions to which we all cling While high minds in geneva ponder e8 vs string The sun hides itself, concealing its grin And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again
Oh, young cardinals Nesting in the trees Oh, hear our songs And reign your innocence on me
Strange things happen in the nighttime hpurs white tails graze and wolves devour Ghosts of old loves are blowing through the pines Nicotine babies being born with no spines The god of the sea is swinging his trident We stoke our fires with the bones of tryants The sun, it retreats through the dust and the din And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again
Oh, young cardinals Nesting in the trees Oh, hear our songs And reign your innocence on me
Young cardinals take flight return to nest in the black of night There are things you were not meant to know
Oh, young cardinals Nesting in the trees Oh, hear our songs And reign your innocence on me
Oh, young cardinals Oh, young cardinals Oh, young cardinals Oh, young cardinals