The Noble Savage

The Trees and The Wild

Bone and stones will collide with hope
And fear old lust, old lust
Dont believe the words he sold so fierce
Through those tubes, old tubes
Move inside your skin i dont mind dying
And down to your heart inside and out
I wish i was blind just for awhile
An ageless cloak covers the oak
Dont believe a word
Dont believe a word

Anchorage is so far dont you think?
But why we're feeling this blistering, blistering cold?

Move inside your skin i dont mind dying
An down to your heart inside and out
I wish i was blind just for awhile
An ageless cloak covers the oak
Dont believe the word
Dont believe the word
It lurk like spinning wheels
Dont believe the word
Dont believe the word

I'll pay tribute to the wires and tubes
Wires and tubes
Wires and tubes