And I fall a feather from heaven The pillow is warm, there's lead in the belly Try to believe, all that we breed will last Full of holes, the road that's been taken Pushing the pace of certain collision But there'll always be an enemy Some fucked up way a twisted kind of harmony Back to the sea Back to the trees Leaving them be Leave them be Hold only hope Could turn on a needle Hard to fight on my back like a beetle There'll always be an enemy Some fucked up way a twisted kind of harmony The whole place gets spattered It leaks and it bleeds Pulling the mother out of her sleep She's raising the stakes now Time to see what you believe A baby is breeching Getting dragged by the heals Back to the sea Back to the trees Leaving them be Leave them be Back to the sea Back to the trees Leaving them be The mother's the queen