She fakes it like she knows
But I don't know which way to go
Flower like a primrose in the cold
We don't know
We don't know
We don't know
Break me off the bottle and I'll go
We don't know which story will be told
Now she's running up to call it and I fold
What we sow
What we sow
What we sow
The freedom in the unknown
Rivers and stones
Are you taken or broken?
The meat on my bones
The sink in my soul
The freedom in the unknown
Rivers and stones
Are you taken or broken?
The meat on my bones
The sink in my soul
Rivers and stones
Are you taken or broken?
The meat on my bones
The sink in my soul