Villagers

[Verse 1]
Safe underneath the water, child of the slaughter
Sung it to yourself
Sound swimming in the silence, daughter of the violence
Sung into the void
A Roxy Music cassette dying in the dashboard sun
Clean redemption, your attention asleep in someone else's car

[Verse 2]
Found mowing down the flowers, vanishing the hours
Yelling at the moon
Sleep-walking with the jackals, expanding on the fractals
A diorama breaks
The villagers as one go quiet as you come closer
Thе weekend cannibals arrive

[Verse 3]
Child of things we nеver mention grounded in the tension
And digging up the bones
Lost inside of your good graces, forgot a million faces
A memory or dream
Worlds never collide, they just hover and spin
The sweetest forever is always and never halfway home, halfway home

[Outro]
Halfway home, halfway home
Halfway home, halfway home
Halfway home, halfway home