Follow me, follow me through the town and past ill deeds
Let us fill, that basket, for to think
Don't tell me what it is you want, or what it is you think you need
At the end, of that bridge there resides the fare to feed

Pace yourself and don't look down
Straight ahead the scent surrounds your focus
To achieve the sweetest meat(s)

(But) Oh the wind
Oh the breeze
Carrying the essence of refinement you need
Oh the sounds
Stray with weeds
And do not fight the urge for enticing things

Ignore what's past, neglect the sound
Of those who shriek your name from down below is just the gutter
Where the poor deceive
Now I panicked, and they saw nothing
I screamed and they heard nothing
All they cared for was the product, (and) not from where it came

(But) All the blood
All the screams
All the horror filled my eyes, as down down down I gazed
Oh the sound
From the weeds that say
Do not fight the urge for enticing things


from By the Book: Folklore by Jack and the Bear, released April 16, 2016



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