Up with your turret/ Aren't we just terrified/ Shale, screen your worry from what you won't ever find/ Don't let it fool you/ Don't let it fool you...down./ Down's sitting round, folds in the gown./ Sea and the rock below/ Cocked to the undertow/ Bones blood and teeth erode, with every crashing node/ Wings wouldn't help you/ Wings wouldn't help you...down./ Down fills the ground, gravity's proud./ You barely are blinking/ Wagging your face around/ When'd this just become a mortal home?/ Won't, won't, won't, won't,/ Won't let you talk me/ Won't let you talk me… down./ Will pull it taut, nothing let out,

mmm .