@ transcribed by [email protected] (Gregory Drew)
We turned the tide
We hide the clock
We craddle the moon in case it stops
We stroke the gentle hand that stretches down to feed us
Feed us in this hollowed ground
Feed us in this hollowed ground
This hollowed ground
We ride the lamb
We break the cross
No hollow symbol fills our loss for we have each other
We need no one, no one
To lead us from this hollowed ground
Lead us from this hollowed ground
This hollowed ground
{happy little flute interlude} tweet tweet….
We shall push and we shall pull and we shall rise above it all
We shall push and we shall pull and we shall rise above it all
We shall push, we shall pull, we shall fly above it all
We shall push, we shall pull, we shall fly above it all
