Young Cardinals lyrics
Strange things happen in nighttime hours
Yesterday's buds, tomorrow's flowers Those who speak numbers, refuse the great forgiver And powerful men raise your hands and deliver All the superstitions to which we all cling While high minds in Geneva ponder e8 vs. string The sun hides itself, concealing it's grin And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again Oh, young cardinals Nesting in the trees Oh, hear our songs And reign your innocence on me Strange things happen in the nighttime hours White tails graze and wolves devour Ghosts of old loves are blowing through the pines Nicotine babies are being born without spines The god of the sea is swinging his trident We stoke our fires with the bones of tyrants The sun, it retreats through the dust and the din And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again Oh, young cardinals Nesting in the trees Oh, hear our song And reign your innocence on me Oh, young cardinals Take flight Return to nest in the black of night There were things you were not meant to know Oh, young cardinals Oh, young cardinals Oh, young cardinals Oh, young cardinals
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