Overgrown

I believe in four gods

God the lightning, God the rod

God the frog that I caught and ditched aside

And then after the fall, there's the greatest god of all

God, the way that you look in my eyes

Well, I don't like the way they sing happy birthday

It sounds more and more like a durch

And on this funeral march

We too step to the arch

Hand in hard to the ends of the earth

Overgrown, overflown

That is all we hope to know

For a moment is never over

If it's overgrown

Overgrown, overflown

That is all we ever hope to know

For a moment is never over

If it's overgrown

Overflown

And we worship each day in our own peculiar way

We commune with oil and with rhyme

Keep your boredom, keep your pay

We learned that in early age

Money's worthless if you don't got time

Overgrown, overflown (ooh)

That is all we hope to know

For a moment is never over

If it's overgrown

Overgrown, overflown (ooh)

That is all we hope to know

For a moment is never over

If it's overgrown

Overflown