Lyrics:

Wilted flower seem strange to you

With all this poison at the roots?

Shut away from love and light

And you wonder why its screaming...



Old enough to abuse me

But all too cheap to amuse me



We stand at the marketplace

With cold september eyes on the hungry people

We passed the interrogation

Signed our names at the bottom of the

Government paper





Calling memories out of mind

Pictures writhing deep inside

And once youve seen its hard to hide

You wonder why youre screaming



Strong enough not to fear me

But all too loud now to hear me



*chorus*



[jeremy sings through some sort of effect. the only thing I understand is 'standing outside']



This winter time

To waste your life

You reign you die

You wait you cry

This time in the light

A small flame in the night

You come you bend you burn

You burn you burn ...



Sick enough to infect me

But too far gone to protect me



[with courage we all fall down, when the tassel hits the ground] **



*chorus*

[and then repeated through different channels]