been reading books of old, the legends and the

flock of birdsHoverin' aboveJust a flock of birdsThat's how

oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohOh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, 1: Chris

oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, 1: Chris upon a time,

1: Chris because I'm losin'Doesn't mean I'm lostDoesn't mean

and YThe land, sea, rivers, trees, the stars, the

Lights go out, and I can't be savedTides that I tried

put the world in a tin canBlack market, contrabandIt

see the world in black and whiteNo colour or

lights go out, and I can't be savedTides

I counted up my demonsSaw there was one for

I drive you away?I know what you'll sayYou say,

buenos nochesThank you for being hereThank you for being out

The lights go out and I can't be savedTides that I

oh, oh, ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh,

got one eye watching youOne eye on what you

were born to beYoung and freeSoon we started learningBooks

Been going since 1996, for me 2006Still dropping some sick beatsYou

the great lone starTry to work out where you

1: Chris at the starsLook how they shine for