Snake Charmer

Filthy

Born in a dust storm and brought up

up in a cloud

on the tops of trees

I was taught to distrust ideas opposing my thoughts

I was taught to distrust ideas opposing my thoughts

And you would be swayed, bending like branches and you would be played

A spark for the kindling, bending like branches, bending like branches now

Old ways die so slow, but we both know to reap and sow

They raised us not to grow, but we both know to reap and sow

Revel in darkness, revel in dirt

Excel in the muck and the mud

Crawling and creeping, waiting away for the turn, change in the air that I love

Feel it soon, harvest moon, won't you look up with me?

Children, you'll feel it soon, there is a harvest moon

Look with me, there is a harvest moon

Old ways die so slow, but we both know to reap and sow

They raised us not to grow, but we both know to reap and sow

Feel it soon, there is a harvest moon

Won't you look up with me?

There is a harvest moon