Mommy and Daddy
Were chopping up winter wood in the valley
While the war rolled on
The questions that stung
Is that a honey bee in my hand?

Man in the building, it's burning
Free the fortune teller from the past
No need to ask
The future is unfolding
Through the lines drawn in his hand

Out in the country where we laughed so much
And the morning held your tired eyes
We were searching for the fables we lived in
Cus we needed something good

Find your crystal ball
At a junkyard but hе said keep moving on
That's all kid
Well they strung him up to a tree
With the monеy still in his hands

Out in the country where we laughed so much
And the morning held your tired eyes
We were searching for the fables we lived in
Cus we needed something good