Lyrics

There in the wheat, I heard you sigh. I don't know the size of it. Who can know? Patriot, Under the spell, Maybe howlin' underground, Ear at the dirt. Running home with the notion in your head Running home with the notion in your head Shadows on the land Whiter the whale Nothin' is wrong I cannot be here today I will not be Skull and Bones Taking the fear Something for a hungry mouth Something for Running home with the notion in your head Running home with the notion in your head Shadows on the land
Writer(s): Auguste Arthur Bondy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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