The wrens

Dust

The wrens
won't somebody tell me what this heaven's about
it's been coming for years and I've noticed it's almost here
you're just one of us so take to the hills
hide the underground it's almost time
I got away I keep all my guns in an oak cabinet
I'll be ready for the next time because I never forget
my father bleeds his history in everyday
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