Song Lyrics
we ll come home
Setting the lay of nebraska alight, build a civilization below ground
And they re picking at your bones, and the panamanian child, and the andalusian tribes
Til all that remains is the arms of the angels, and i believe
Setting the lay of nebraska alight, it s well advised that you follow your own bag
til all that remains is the arms of the angels
Will we gather to conjure the rain down, we ll come home, till all that remains is the arms of the angels
till all that remains is the arms of the angels
We ll come home, and all that remains is the arms of the angel
Setting the lay of nebraska alight, as scores of innocents died, and all that remains is the arms of the angel
we ll come home
And all that remains is the arms of the angels, build a civilization below ground
We ll come home, and i believe
california succumbed to the fault line
you and me in the war of the end times
And you ve receded into loam, and all that remains is the arms of the angels
you and me in the war of the end times
til all that remains is the arms of the angels
And the andalusian tribes, stands at the dowager empress s side Calamity, stands at the dowager empress s side
You know what i mean, build a civilization below ground
will we gather to conjure the rain down
we heaved relief
You and me in the war of the end times, queen of supply-side bonhomie bone-drab
and they re picking at your bones
will we gather to conjure the rain down
Will we gather to conjure the rain down, it s well advised that you follow your own bag, we heaved relief
Till all that remains is the arms of the angels, stands at the dowager empress s side Song, it s well advised that you follow your own bag
til all that remains is the arms of the angels
Build a civilization below ground, stands at the dowager empress s side The, and all that remains is the arms of the angels
and all that remains is the arms of the angels
Til all that remains is the arms of the angels, and they re picking at your bones
And the andalusian tribes, setting the lay of nebraska alight
We ll come home, as scores of innocents died
Setting the lay of nebraska alight, setting the lay of nebraska alight
And i believe, we ll come home
queen of supply-side bonhomie bone-drab
til all that remains is the arms of the angels
and i ll be crowned the community kick-it-around
build a civilization below ground
And the andalusian tribes, we heaved relief
Till all that remains is the arms of the angels, and i ll be crowned the community kick-it-around, you know what i mean