Spring/Sun/Winter/Dread

The hands loom heavy with only an hour to go
I hold my breath but the seekers will find me
Priest and pauper, the leper, can't change his spots
The king knows and I know, and everybody knows

Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older
No way, no way
Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older
No way...

Are those my people, or are they barbarians all?
I need a shoulder to talk to about it
Swing the hammer, the fragments, a skull exploding
On you, on all you, and showers on the infant's bed

Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older
No way, no way
Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older
No way...
Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older
No way, no way
Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older
No way...

You are a thief and a murderer too,
stole the face that you wear from a craven
baboon
Cos you did to her and you did it to him,
and you did it before and you'll do it
again

You are a thief and a murderer too,
stole the face that you wear from a craven
baboon
Cos you did to her and you did it to him,
and you did it before and you'll do it
again

I saw it

You are a thief and a murderer too,
stole the face that you wear from a craven
baboon
Cos you did to her and you did it to him,
and you did it before and you'll do it
again

I know it

You are a thief and a murderer too,
stole the face that you wear from a craven
baboon
Cos you did to her and you did it to him,
and you did it before and you'll do it
again

You are a thief and a murderer too,
stole the face that you wear from a craven
baboon
Cos you did to her and you did it to him,
and you did it before and you'll do it
again

You are a thief and a murderer too,
stole the face that you wear from a craven
baboon
Cos you did to her and you did it to him,
and you did it before and you'll do it
again



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Spearman, Jeremy Pritchard, Jonathan Higgs, Alex Robertshaw
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