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 [x8]

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