Follies Fixture

Came in through the wall
Looking like a simple being
Should have known better
You were talking to the spirit kingdom

Fox, hare, kestrel skull
The movement large
The weather dull
Pick again until the cards can form our meaning

Looking out on a Belleville crowd
You are the follies fixture
Looking out on a Belleville crowd
Never knew how much I had missed you

Walk with me to the burning spire
We can count the dеad on Ender's pyre
The dusty towns whеre the number's found
Don't quite match the missing

Fox, hare, kestrel skull
The muddied snow
My Easter's cull
Walk with me until I can find some meaning

Looking out on a Belleville crowd
The Sun beat through the glass to grace our meeting
Looking out on a Belleville crowd
Every sight of you I know is worth the keeping

Looking out on a Belleville crowd
The Sun broke through the glass to form our meeting
Looking out on a Belleville crowd
Every sight of you I know is worth the keeping
Looking out on a Belleville crowd
The Sun broke through the glass to form our meeting
Looking out on a Belleville crowd
Every sight of you I know is worth the keeping