You gotta pray to the bird as you walk in.
Or the ghost will get you within.
Scattered leaves across the walls.
And the twine intertwining us all.
How would you know.
Just where to go.
How would you know.
Know for sure.
And these days drag on for hours.
And the sun rays make us browner.
When we’re done we’ll sit back and see.
This masterpiece we made from trees.
See your grin so wide.
I know where you’re sleeping tonight.
How would you know.
Just where to go.
How would you know.
From now on.