Witches

A narrative waste of patches and light We grew up in the suburbs then we cut all our ties Now just take a look at this through Gwyllion eyes You're wrong my friend, the road, it bends a bit to the right A couple more miles and I know we'll arrive The rolling hills and valleys, well they'll eat you alive Now the peat will grab our feet to halt the incline A little bit more lest we waste our whole lives We got here in the dark We took the long way down Just to find an inn somewhere inside this ancient town We talked, we talked about it all night We thought, we thought we'd make it alive We talked, we talked about it all night We thought, we thought we'd make it alive We talked, we talked about it all night Just to throw the plan out at the first light We thought, we thought we'd make it alive Or at least we'd give it an honest try A narrative waste of patches and light We grew up in the suburbs then we cut all our ties Now just take a look at this through Gwyllian eyes You're wrong my friend, the road, it bends a bit to the right These stones were left here at the beginning of days And each step that was taken wore a little away That in of itself, well it was something to say A conversation that could last the end of the day We got here in the dark We took the long way down Just to find an inn somewhere inside this ancient town We talked, we talked about it all night We thought, we thought we'd make it alive We talked, we talked about it all night We thought, we thought we'd make it alive We talked, we talked about it all night Just to throw the plan out at the first light We thought, we thought we'd make it alive Or at least we'd give it an honest try We talked, we talked about it all night We thought, we thought we'd make it alive We talked, we talked about it all night We thought, we thought we'd make it alive We talked, we talked about it all night We thought, we thought we'd make it alive We talked, we talked about it all night We thought, we thought we'd make it alive