The Fall | FOLK HOGAN

We have seen

The hearts of our fathers and their kings

Who killed one another

They should have known

What History’s shown

We’re hewn from the stone

Of the ruins they built

Our blood and our bones spread out on the field

Our families crushed in the wheels

They stomp our head in with their heels

What they can’t destroy they will steal

If thats what you want, you can have it all

Well, you reap what you sow

And those seeds will grow

To lose all their leaves in the fall

And soil, you’ll find, Is just life plus time

It’s a riddle we made in our minds

Don’t you know?

Unknown, we go

(Where are we going, why are we here?)

Far from alone

(Where are we going, why are we here?

I don’t know, I don’t know

I guess we’ll never know

I guess we’ll never know

If thats what you want, you can have it all

Well, you reap what you sow

And those seeds will grow

To lose all their leaves in the fall

And soil, you’ll find, Is just life plus time

It’s a riddle we made in our minds

Don’t you know?

Fields of pain, grow to grain

Fields of pain, grow to grain

Fields of grain, grow to grain

What we choose, is ours to lose