Stir not,
Talk none,
Waste not,
The young.
Big man,
At command,
Old songs,
Arm bands
Man at the door
Looking for my river
Running underneath the floor
All ideal, no want anymore,
Coins on the counter
I hear the armed men come,
Singin' a song called the Landlord's Hum,
I hear the old men come,
Singing a song.
