[Verse 1]
Take all their islands and they’ll play their violins
Bright happy songs for evaporation
Into the 900 mile an hour wind
Petals float on a river of air

The planets are pin-balling inside the sky
Falling down at your feet, with the rings to your spine
Swelling inside you 'til you finally stumble
Down in the elevator shaft

[Hook]
As we march, across, the countryside
As we march, across, the countryside

[Verse 2]
The imagery's next but the world is all meaningless
Had their songs playing on autopilot
We’re all distracted by the terrible acting
The noise from the audience makes me extremely tense

Ready for the test with the notes on your left
Like a dog on a short noose, just taking loose breaths
If we could repress all the pressure of gravity
We’d float away
[Hook]
And march, across, the countryside
As we march, across, the countryside

[Chorus]
Scorched-earth policy
They burned everything as they left
Freezing our legs off in some territory, grabbing people

(The reason I'm like, just uh, I don't know)
(When you're not here, I can't really breathe right)

Scorched-earth policy
They burned everything as they left
Freezing our legs off in some territory, grabbing people

[Verse 3]
The hair on your head is making me dizzy
Our Lady of good council flies away
The Sun changes size and circles in the sky
Basel, Switzerland, Summer of 1566
(Or was it 1666?)

[Hook]
As we march, across, the countryside
As we march, across, the countryside