Staring up into the sky
Watching the cursed clouds roll by
I see a noose, I see a knife
I see a sickle and a scythe
I will call to you
Like a wolf howls at the moon
Towards you I will run
Like a flower turns
To the sun
Plunge a shovel into dirt
Piercing the skin of Mother Earth
Digging up death preserved in stone
Four billion years' worth of bone
I will call to you
Like a wolf howls at the moon
Towards you I will run
Like a flower turns
To the sun
Like a flower turns
Like a flower turns
To the sun
I will call to you
Like a wolf howls at the moon
Towards you I will run
While we all return
Back to dust
And our souls wander
Up to heaven
Like a flower turns
Like a flower turns
Like a flower turns
To the sun