You've sirened your pride in with banners flying the
nation, and they all read "come see about me". We both
bend in strong winds, but it seems we all can't fend the

break, so stay brave if your arbors fall. You're under
lock and key and I could break in but I've never been a
thief. All done with this old place, with the romance of

disease. Dear sovereign, I'm thinking that passion left
town when your heart did. (you're at it again) But you
used to beat the bright out of the sky. You steal meaning

from seasons, break silence like a bone of mine. Come
closer, or don't come at all. You're under lock and key
and I could break in but I've never been a thief.