Cholla, cholla, you kept us awake We'll come back tomorrow and give you one day The talent of time that thief that delays We'll come back tomorrow and teart down your ways Otherwise
Where are we going? What are we doing? You siphon a smile from the source How do we move on When nothing is growing? Your hands turned to daggers again
Nor par, non par, nonpareil You rush to the future and paint it yourslef Together we're lucky, together we'er set When nothing comes easy only the finest are left
Where are we going? What are we doing? You siphon a smile from the source How do we move on When nothing is growing? Your hands turned to daggers again, my love
This is the way it has played But these are our riches to take
What came of, Of godness Of fairness Nothing proofs otherwise
Where are we going? Where are we going? Where are we going? Where are we going? Where are we going? And what are we doing? Cholla Cholla Cholla |
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