Locusts

Don't go outside tonight

The locusts fill the sky

And the devils work is never done

And the gypsy curse you wore

Can't hurt us anymore

As we raise our glasses to our mouths

It's all for one, it's all for one

And the bells that rang in hope

Are swingin' from the rope

We thought, we'd one day perish on

And the tune you never wrote

And the words you never spoke

Have gathered up and need a song

Well, I'm movin' off, I'm packin' up

I'm willin' to be wrong

I'm movin' off, I'm packin' up

I'm willin' to be wrong

Now your givin' up the ghost

To the one who meant the most

And one day when she least expects she'll know

And the words you never spoke

And the tune you never wrote

Won't write itself or wait for evermore

Well, I'm movin' off, I'm packin' up

I'm willin' to be wrong

I'm movin' off, I'm packin' up

I'm willin' to be wrong

Well, I'm movin' off, I'm packin' up

I'm willin' to be wrong

I'm movin' off, I'm packin' up

I'm willin' to be wrong

I'm movin' off, I'm packin' up

I'm willin' to be wrong

I'm movin' off, I'm packin' up

I'm willin' to be wrong

I'm movin' off, I'm packin' up

I'm willin' to be wrong