There are whispers in the tree
And they're calling me
Oh they're calling,
Calling me back again
The falling rain sounds like a melody,
A melody, that's long been gone
An almost forgotten one
All the sirens and the demons
They're teasing me
The promise of their chains to release me free
The snake and the devil
They're pleasing me
But I left them
Howling
I left them howling
I'm riding on the back of an elephant
It guides me, to the tempted land
Golden fields of sweet sweet lies
They scratch their hands
While I'm passing by
A shadow in his own light
All the sirens and the demons
They're teasing me
The promise of their chains to release me free
The snake and the devil
They're pleasing me
But I left them
Howling
I left them howling
But I left them
