So arise, arise
Wrestling the Russells leaves me bright
Your shoes are tracking mud in all directions
Keep 'em coming
A year and a half spent studying the broken and defeated
You're humming all your songs
Don't be ashamed to sing the words
We need them
But still you're singing mmmmm
So goodnight, goodnight
From the tops of trees and one day we'll be sure again
That we got every window open
And every window open
Every window open
So goodnight, goodnight
Our record has been played and twice turned over
Calling out your name into this notebook's empty pages
Still you're singing mmmmm
Shaken from the wheels and I want nothing to be nearer
Shaken from the wheels and I want nothing