Butterfalls

I think I'm ready for the shit to hit the fan The more I think on it the less I understand The night is over, but the moon is still a man When I return, I hope I know just who I am I think I'm ready for the shit to hit the fan The more I think on it the less I understand The night is over, but the moon is still a man When I return, I hope I know just who I am It's time to watch It's time to watch it burn The fallow field at your feet Let it heal you Time to watch It's time to watch it burn The fallow field at your feet Let it heal you I will play the mazurka tilting on the deck Hold up my violin while the water's to my neck They said we'll never sink, so I don't have to fret My lips are the colour of the sea, but I've got no regret I will play the mazurka tilting on the deck Hold up my violin while the water's to my neck They said we'll never sink, so I don't have to fret My lips are the colour of the sea, but I've got no regret It's time to watch It's time to watch it burn The fallow field at your feet Let it heal you Time to watch It's time to watch it burn The fallow field at your feet Let it heal you (Heal you, heal you, heal you, heal you) (Heal you, heal you, heal you, heal you) You were laughing at the shadows in the rearview Now you're wondering how the hell they got so near you I will play the mazurka tilting on the deck Hold up my violin while the water's up around my neck There's no time to take a bow before we hit the crest My lips are the colour of the sea, but it's not over yet It's time to watch (time to watch) It's time to watch it burn (time to watch it burn) The fallow field at your feet Let it heal you Time to watch It's time to watch it burn The fallow field at your feet Let it heal you