There's a choir always Softly scream They will just send praises Of humanity Any shortcoming lighting more The sky and fields Brought me feeling and him his master all He thought it special My feelings rose in circles No longer need A regret A cure Slip knot flat footed come again Lift like that clip its off and in Little crown of dead and gilded lilies Write down the flames of feather part Just what she warned but never said They're sleeping sound and far away To the constant Christmas lights There were low supplies Little crown of dead and gilded lilies Oh, I was sleeping on a train It's a difference I can see They're sleeping sound and far away No longer need A regret A cure Hey, hey, hey