Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Frayed in clouds, trapped by crowds (Ahh, ahh)
Frayed in clouds, trapped by crowds (Ahh, ahh)
The leaves in the trees are hollow
The mud in the banks are fallow
The sky rises, sets, and dies
On bleak grey wallows
The leaves in the trees are hollow
The mud in the banks are fallow
The sky rises, sets, and dies
On bleak grey wallows
The leaves in the trees are hollow
The mud in the banks are fallow
The leaves in the trees are hollow
The mud in the banks are fallow
Frayed in clouds, trapped by crowds (Ahh, ahh)
Frayed in clouds, trapped by crowds (Ahh, ahh)
Am I even human? I'm not even used to this
Now lord, is it that I need you?
Cause I'm better than I was before (Before)
The river runs dry
The river runs dry
Dry, Dry
Dry, Dry