Album: Let It Thrive
Just as the evening sun is drawn into the ground
A whisper of evil came around and pulled us down
I go way down
My legs are weak and my teeth are made of gold
The sand's running short and my eyes are getting old
I go way down
How could I hope to think of you and I as wise?
Who could know wisdom while believing the lies?
Look for truth I would advise
Look for truth and let it thrive
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