White Shell Road

The wheels are spinning inside of my head
The wheels are spinning inside of my head
They don’t know
The leaves listen to what I say
The leaves listen to what I say
They don’t know
It’s a stab in the dark
The light slept on the riverbed
The light slept on the riverbed
Slipped into the shadows
And landed like a figurehead
The moral night is the darkest night
The moral night is the darkest night
They don’t know
I cut my feet on the white shell road
I cut my feet on the white shell road
They don’t know, they don’t know
It’s a stab in the dark
The light slept on the riverbed
The light slept on the riverbed
Slipped into the shadows
And landed like a figurehead
Then I saw her running
Down, down in the garden
Her hair was flowing round and brown
Tumbled and stumbled to the ground and died
The leaves listen to what I say
The leaves listen to what I say
They don’t know, they don’t know
I cut my feet on the white shell road
I cut my feet on the white shell road
They don’t know, they don’t know
It’s a stab in the dark
The light slept on the riverbed
The light slept on the riverbed
Slipped into the shadows
And landed like a figurehead
(They don’t know)
(They don’t know)
(They don’t know)
(They don’t know)
(They don’t know)
(They don’t know)
(They don’t know)
(They don’t know)
It’s a stab in the dark