Shivering souls
Come in from the cold
With nothing to trade
For your silver and gold

But I've got a bad bad feeling
And I’ve got a bad bad feeling
About this
About this

It came without worth
From the sky to the ground
And half of us were looking up
The other half looking down

And I've got a bad bad feeling
And I've got a bad bad feeling
About this

Curse the spire of lions
And curse these wicked winds
My heart’s been hypnotized
And my body is paper thin
The longest shadow
The tallest tree
The river is dark
Where the river is deep