Ravens

What is the sound of ravens having fun, I ask you -

Are they downtown or up the mountain, holding hands?

Oh I've never found the desperado such a macho man

I used to dream of people having monster fists

That when they get near they'd smash my world to tiny bits

But now with the pills I make believe you boxers are my friends,

Pretend

Beauty, I'm sure, still awaits

And tapping on those locked chamber doors

On the edge of midnight ever nevermore

Come on inside, sad to say but splendid isolation has died

Your loneliness has weakened you

So take my advice and stretch your arms towards your fellow man,

I think you can

Beauty, I'm sure, still awaits

And tapping on those locked chamber doors

On the edge of midnight ever

This is the home and the place for everything we love and adore

And its grace is ours forever ever more

Beauty, I'm sure, still awaits

And tapping on those locked chamber doors

On the edge of midnight ever

This is the home and the place for everything we love and adore

And its grace is ours forever ever more