[00:33.000]Stranded, not lost this town's gone wrong, we let her slide.
[01:03.206]While we lay sleeping the seeds crept in and made a home.
[01:33.405]Laid to unrest she sighs and sings patiently.
[02:03.760]If I close my eyes I swear I hear her worried song.
[03:18.360]Astray, but not lost this town's gone on far too long.