Folklore Songtext
von Harvey Causon

They don′t hear
anything
anymore
Ears are shot
If we don't
simmer down
Take a break
Will it put us out?
Think we′ll dance
Taking this
Dissonance
To the grave?

Don't feel much richer this evening, it's like
You wouldn′t be any freer if you were a bird
If you die like a finch then would you see another birth?

Colours of ochre tranquil the ceiling
Folklore depleting, the culprits receiving


We′re bound
But you're cutting up ground
Can′t leave it till the morning
There's countless numbers calling

Still dredging up water
Different names
At the bay
Sometime it′ll
Shine bright
we'll have had
Everything
Nowadays
I′m not sure
what we have
Is so safe

Don't feel much richer this evening it's like
You wouldn′t be any freer if you were a bird
If you die like a finch then would you see another birth?

Colours of ochre tranquil the ceiling
Folklore depleting, the culprits receiving

Colours of ochre tranquil the ceiling
Folklore depleting, the culprits receiving


We′re bound
But your cutting up ground
Can't leave it till the morning
There′s countless numbers calling

They'll drown
Are you coming on down?
You′re breathing but your yawning
There's no bridge terraforming