... For anything out there opposing Not to be left in it's own blood on the jungle floor. Come on (come on) Come on (come on) I am an open book. An open book. When I sing a song of peace It soothes a savage beast Even it understands that I understand at least. So you martyrs can keep this...

...e like the circles that you find, in the windmills of your mind. keys that jungle in your rocket, words that jangle in your head. why did summer go so quickly? was it something that you said? lovers walk along the shore, and leave their foot prints in the sand. is the sound of distant drumming, just...

...E LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND, IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND. KEYS THAT JUNGLE IN YOUR ROCKET, WORDS THAT JANGLE IN YOUR HEAD. WHY DID SUMMER GO SO QUICKLY? WAS IT SOMETHING THAT YOU SAID? LOVERS WALK ALONG THE SHORE, AND LEAVE THEIR FOOT PRINTS IN THE SAND. IS THE SOUND OF DISTANT DRUMMING, JUST...