Migration to a town where
Tree swallows houses
Migration to a town where
Tree swallows houses
Like a mime troupe stowin'
We're all aging doubles
We sing
We danced
Shoes on shoes
To the sound of the spinning
Machine
And we slept arm in arm
So soundly ignoring the outside
Sounds of the ongoing horrible scene
We danced
Shoes on shoes
To the sound of the spinning
Machine
And we slept arm in arm
So soundly ignoring the outside
Sounds of the ongoing horrible scene
