Skøpitone Siskø - CONSEQUENCES Lyrics

Uprooted from where you were
Now you lay low your passed out
I saw you fall in the meadow
We look alike, on skid row

A step towards the void
The consequences of
The power of favor

Breeze through your arms
Deserted in mine
Now we've found a calm
And paid the fine

One day you won't hold up the roof
It will be made of gold
Oh won't feel the cold

A step towards the void
The consequences of
Unsaid beliefs
Greenhouses on rooftops
The gardener starves the crops
The machine knocks us down
I thought you'd grow a thousand times around

If the orchard blazes in fall
If the rising tide covers the pier

Come inside
Come inside oh oh
Come inside oh