Music
Well this much I know when I sing it out so you don't have to go
And string your soul, each of us always put on stone
Love in us all and in us all
Hope that your aim is true
Hope that your aim is true
Music
Well finished and fed and burnable
The scared they pillaged the town
With a gun or a flower
Your aim in the gaze is white as the hate
Hope that your aim is true
Hope that your aim is true
Hope that your aim is true
Music
You won't build your own home
You're deep like a hole
You'll make a sound
You'll run around the creeps all the deepness around
You'll light sheep and bed and bake horses
And then all it takes
Hope that your aim is true
Hope that your aim is true
Music
You'll feed all the goats down the tree
To the crows to take the calls of the lamb
Struggle, come to the camp
There's an episode of death and love at all
And if it's snow and you'll tear down the trees
Where the shadows seep on you
Hope that your aim is true
Hope that your aim is true
Music
Now there's much I don't want to see
I'm sorry, don't I have to go
When I strain your soul
And the valley of land and lands
All I have to do is know what to say
And I close my eyes
Hope that your aim is true
Hope that your aim is true
Music
Music
