Young cardinals

Go!
Strange things happen in a life time
I was yesterday's voice, tomorrow's ours
Those who see numbers refuse the great forgiver
Powerful men raise your hands and deliver
Low superstition to which we all claim
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The sun hides itself concealing its grin
And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again

Oh young cardinals
Nesting in the trees
Oh hear our song
And rain your innocence on me

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Strange things happen in the night-time
I was twice as crazed and wolves devour
Ghosts out for love are going through the blinds
Nicotine babies will pull those vines
The god of the sea is swinging his trident
We soak our clothes with the sounds of violence
The sun, it retreats through the dust and the dead
And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again

Oh young cardinals
Nesting in the trees
Oh hear our song
And rain your innocence on me

Young cardinals, take flight
We'll turn a nest in the black of night
There were things you were not meant to know

Oh young cardinals
Nesting in the trees
Oh hear our song
And rain your innocence on me