Tapes 'n Tapes Follow

A million miles of common sense
Can't hide the reader
Can't fill the trench
And what you hide is what I sold
And when you're next to me
The feeling's cold

Don't tread lightly in the book
At the age of stills you make congress
Up in the mount
On the sea of chills
You went tireless
I will walk alone

Take toll take time
And turn your face
Dismount your wall
Disband your state
The tides of thought
They're all blowing in the wind

We'll stretch our seed
To the beaches of the fins
The path is clear
We'll all keep clear on the side
And make our beds in the beds of others

Don't talk lightly in the book
At the age of stills you made congress
Up in the mount
At the sea of chills
You went tireless
I will walk alone

Through miles and miles of bones
When you touch me I'm alone
When you tease me I'm alone

In the battle of the bones
I'll be up and coming on
I'll be up and holding strong
We'll be holing up for long
You'll be hiding from our deeds
On the whole and on your knees

You will hide your women in the book
At the age of stills you make congress
Up in the mount
At the sea of chills
You went tireless

You've been running in for the kill
Look down to the south and on to the fields
I've been a rider
I've been a shill for conquest
I will walk alone

Through miles and miles of bones
We'll up our highness off our shyness
Bring it to your home