Run with me brother away from yourselfPack up a suitcase and drownImmerse your eyesPretty lights will disguiseAll that you've foundEmpty nestsBut the mouths need feedingMother hen escaped the fateWords all aroundBut nobody left readingThe golden tooth hung out his shoulderDrops with a moanPhantom pain has gone and thunderNo seeds to be sownSo come with me my countless loverTo the image blueAs children crying on my shoulderOooooooooooh [x8]Do not let in truthThe iron truthI'll trace it right back to youAnd we'll run among minesFrom side to sideNow we can findA place to roamA place to roamA place to roamA place to roamA place to roam