[00:32.78]We'll go to knuckle to knuckle, or buckle against buckle,
[00:37.80]Your nostrils will flare as you push out the air,
[00:42.30]Rise up, Brother,
[00:46.49]Rise up from the trappings of flesh and holdings of skin,
[00:55.94]We'll steer the car towards the reservoir,
[01:00.45]And poison our senses as nightfall commences,
[01:04.89]Rise up, Brother,
[01:09.65]Rise up from the monotony that is hemming you in,
[01:19.02]Tonight while you sleep you'll be grinding your teeth,
[01:23.52]Put your head at the North and the South at your feet,
[01:28.02]Rise up, Brother,
[01:32.71]Rise up from the pack who are baying and clawing for blood,
[01:43.90]Oooo-oooo
[01:45.46]Who's there?
[01:47.27]How can you hear the door,
[01:49.33]I'm one-hundred acres of sycamore,
[01:53.52]Oh flash my hand past your eyes in the air,
[01:59.46]But it won't break your stare,
[02:01.96]Is there anyone there,
[02:05.21]But the four black winds blowing through the eaves of your mind?
[02:23.71]If he darkens your doorway, you come and tell me,
[02:28.15]Where he resides, text me or bell me,
[02:32.52]Rise up, Sister,
[02:37.96]I'll make sure he never darkens your doorway again,
[02:46.68]Don't be a stranger to me anymore,
[02:50.80]I'll hold a lantern, put your heel on the shore,
[02:54.93]Rise up, Sister,
[02:59.77]Rise up from the black ships that sail through the swan of your heart,
[03:12.59]Oooo-oooo
[03:13.27]Who's there?
[03:14.27]How can you hear the door,
[03:15.83]I'm one-hundred acres of sycamore,
[03:17.46]Oh flash my hand past your eyes in the air,
[03:26.23]But it won't break your stare,
[03:29.95]Is there anyone there,
[03:30.69]But the four black winds blowing through the eaves of your mind?
[03:42.13]Those weasels in the weeds await to jump us,
[03:47.82]One had a screwdriver and one had a cutlass,
[03:53.88]We counted the beats between thunder and lightning,
[04:01.82]One-thousand and two, one-thousand and three,
[04:05.70]It's coming in from the Sea,
[04:08.01]Put your hand on my leg,
[04:15.51]Kilometres in blue and miles in black,
[04:22.13]Lose my eyes in the bathroom,
[04:24.57]Arm-wrestle, East, West, place brass-tack,
[04:29.20]Bite my lip in the car, midnight ringing,
[04:35.07]Unravel on the gravel, phone off, walk,
[04:40.57]Search for the lighter in my pocket,
[04:43.14]Go inner, and inner, and bolt, and book,
[04:47.76]Let the four black winds begone from the eaves of the mind.