Xenarthran
Jonathan Meiburg
What did you expect?
A crowd only wants one thing
And answers like an ocean
Unkind and unseeing, a wave
While the night circles around the day
While the night circles around the day
The question is
How can you fool a mind?
You fool the body
What's in the box in the backseat?
And dial down the senses (ooh)
Flares as far as the eye can believe (ooh)
While the night circles around the day
While the night circles around the day