Letra de villagers
Safe underneath the water Child of the slaughter Sung it to yourself Sound swimming in the silence Daughter of the violence Sung into the voidA roxy music cassette dying in the dashboard sun Clean redemption Your attention asleep in someone else's carFound mowing down the flowers Vanishing the hours Yelling at the moon Sleep-walking with the jackals Expanding on the fractals A diorama breaksThe villagers as one go quiet as you come closer The weekend cannibals arriveChild of things we never mention Grounded in the tension and digging up the bones Lost inside of your good graces Forgot a million faces A memory or dreamWorlds never collide They just hover and spin The sweetest forever is always and never halfway home Halfway home, halfway home Halfway home, halfway home Halfway home, halfway home Halfway home