Chief of Tin

Run deep for silence they pray
Ooh oh yes to stars
Real life the weak dare to say
Oh, oh you're wrong
Lie, lie like a rain fall
Oh we're young now

Wide head and no bones
Strange saint
Far gone in gold
Place A
It's climbing up a waterfall
And waiting to see
Everyone you know
In the same place

Underneath your eye
Oh it's unknown
It's unknown

Without wasted air

Wide head and no bones
Strange saint
Far gone in gold
Place A
It's climbing up a waterfall
And waiting to see
Everyone you know
In the same place