Seraphim

Seraphim Lying in your pale skin Whisper low God forbid they hear our woes Holes in the ground and we're bound to fall in To be seen not heard is a worrying thing Glass eye, see through the lies they tell Sit alone wicked wish on our tongues Holes in the wall where the ice creeps in To be seen not heard is a worrying thing To be seen not heard is a worrying thing So we stand Drinking up the last of the light Common ground watch it disappear Holes in the sky where the night slips in To be seen not heard is a worrying thing Seraphim Dancing in the way you did Whisper low, god forbid they hear our woe Holes in the ground and we're bound to fall in To be seen not heard is a worrying thing To be seen not heard is a worrying thing Why do you hold your head so low? Why do you hold your head so low? Take me far away from the crowds Take me far away from the crowds, oh the maddening crowds Take me far away from the crowds, oh the maddening crowds Take me far away from the crowds, oh the maddening crowds Take me far away from the crowds, oh the maddening crowds Maddening crowds Crowds