Nod to the Folks - Digital Mix

Fooled from the start to the end
Flagged as a mark in a hazy den
Cooled in the camp of the dead
Asleep on a bed with a mystery stain
Never cared what anyone else said
Get out of the head

Step over the private design

Nod to the folks
Keeping us close
Up to the gods
Evens and odds
Refining ore
Anyone's joke
Wriggling to be
Free from the yoke

Spooked, but it's only the wind
Strapped to a carcass or an empty vase
True, but it's only a bet
Hid from the light in a garbage can
Don't know if it's alive or dead
A gust on the plain

It isn't a joke??

Nod to the folks
Keeping us close
Up to the gods
Evens and odds
Refining ore
Anyone's joke
Trying to be
Free from the yoke



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Benjamin Lennox
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