(Louris) the wheels are spinning inside of my head the wheels are spinning inside of my head they don't know, they don't know the leaves listen to what I say the leaves listen to what I say they don't know, they don't know it's a stab in the dark the light slept on the riverbed the light slept on the riverbed slipped into the shadows and landed like a figurehead the moral night is the darkest night the moral night is the darkest night they don't know, they don't know I cut my feet on the white shell road I cut my feet on the white shell road they don't know, they don't know it's a stab in the dark the light slept on the riverbed the light slept on the riverbed slipped into the shadows and landed like a figurehead then I saw her running down, down in the garden her hair was flowing round and brown tumbled and stumbled to the ground and died the leaves listen to what I say the leaves listen to what I say they don't know, they don't know I cut my feet on the white shell road I cut my feet on the white shell road they don't know, they don't know it's a stab in the dark the light slept on the riverbed the light slept on the riverbed slipped into the shadows and landed like a figurehead they don't know ... it's a stab in the dark
