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Go! Strange things happen in the night time hours Yesterday's left Tomorrow's ours Those who see numbers refuse the great forgiver Powerful men, raise your hands and deliver No superstition to which we all cling (???) The sun hides itself concealing its grin And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again Oh, young cardinals, nesting in the trees Oh, hear our song And rain your innocence on me One, two, three, four! Strange things happen in the night time hours I was twice as crazed and wolves devour Ghosts of love are going through the blinds Nicotine babies will pull those blinds The god of the sea is swinging his trident We stoke our fires with the bones of tyrants The sun infiltrates through the dust and the dead And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again Oh, young cardinals nesting in the trees Oh, hear our song And rain your innocence on me Young cardinals, Take flight Return to nest in the black of night There are things you were not meant to know Young cardinals, Take flight Return to nest in the black of night There are things you were not meant to know Oh, young cardinals Nesting in the trees Oh, hear our song And rain your innocence on me Oh, young cardinals Oh, young cardinals Oh, young cardinals Oh, young cardinals Oh... |