Comes and goes
Like the fits and dizzyspells, like the weather
And it blows

Like it knows whats going wrong, like its clever

Has a name, oh but the name goes unspoken

Weather vanes oh are all twisted and broken.
Soldier on
Soldier on

Soldier on

Flailing to the whirr of the snack machine

Muted screams of an old regime
And then oh, something gets in it
The nightshade gets in it

and we were all fast asleep
we were all so fast asleep


but you woke us up, woke us up from the strangest dream
that an aubergine could ever know
would ever know, would ever know


Lava flows over the crooks and craggy cliffs to the ocean
and explodes like in a steam heat fevered cyclical motion

Has a name but the name goes unspoken
its in vain 'cause the language is broken
Cast your own

Cast your own
Soldier on
Soldier on

Soldier on