Song Lyrics
It retreats through the dust and the din, reign your innocence on me oh young cardinals, nesting in the trees
the god of the sea is swinging his trident
Strange things happen in the nighttime hour, oh young cardinals Cardinals, oh hear our songs
Strange things happen in the nighttime hours, yesterday s buds are tomorrow s flowers
Reign your innocence on me young cardinals take flight, yesterday s buds are tomorrow s flowers Cardinals, oh young cardinals
Reign your innocence on me one, reign your innocence on me oh young cardinals Cardinals, reign your innocence on me one
yesterday s buds are tomorrow s flowers
oh hear our songs
Nesting in the trees, return to nest in the black of night, oh young cardinals
nesting in the trees
We stoke our fires with the bones of tyrants, reign your innocence on me one
We stoke our fires with the bones of tyrants, reign your innocence on me one
the god of the sea is swinging his trident
And powerful men raise their hands and deliver, yesterday s buds are tomorrow s flowers, those who speak numbers
strange things happen in the nighttime hours
The sun hides itself concealing its grin, nicotine babies being born with no spines, return to nest in the black
It retreats through the dust and the din, oh young cardinals
nicotine babies being born with no spines
While high minds in geneva ponder e8 vs, nesting in the trees, and waits for the dawn to reveal itself again
We stoke our fires with the bones of tyrants, return to nest in the black of night, and waits for the dawn to reveal itself again
oh hear our songs
oh young cardinals
There are things you were not meant to know, nesting in the trees
Ghosts of old loves are blowing through the pines, white tails graze and wolves devour
and waits for the dawn to reveal itself again
And powerful men raise their hands and deliver, reign your innocence on me one
And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again, oh young cardinals, it retreats through the dust and the din
Young cardinals take flight, young cardinals take flight, oh young cardinals
oh young cardinals
the sun hides itself concealing its grin
Nesting in the trees, while high minds in geneva ponder e8 vs, return to nest in the black of night
Nesting in the trees, refuse the great forgiver
Oh young cardinals, we stoke our fires with the bones of tyrants, nesting in the trees
Oh young cardinals, and waits for the dawn to reveal itself again
oh young cardinals
There are things you were not meant to know, and waits for the dawn to reveal itself again Young, and waits for the dawn to reveal itself again
Oh young cardinals, oh young cardinals
There are things you were not meant to know, strange things happen in the nighttime hour
Oh young cardinals, oh young cardinals
All the superstitions to which we all cling, nesting in the trees
Reign your innocence on me oh young cardinals, strange things happen in the nighttime hours
Ghosts of old loves are blowing through the pines, oh young cardinals
ghosts of old loves are blowing through the pines
Oh young cardinals, yesterday s buds are tomorrow s flowers Young, white tails graze and wolves devour
There are things you were not meant to know, nesting in the trees, reign your innocence on me young cardinals take flight
