It wears its sky like a dirty crown
It takes and gives, oh it dies then leaves
It loves you all, the many and the few
Come on and save me from these
Give me a village to live
Come on and save me from this
It's a matter of fact that
This place doesn't hurt you,
Come on and save me from these
Give me a village to leave
Give me your rivers of bliss
Come on and save me from this
It's a com plex fugue, a mighty tune,
and it's a hand to the blind
Oh, this place doesn't hurt
No, this place doesn't hurt
Give me your village to live
Give me your rivers of peace
Give me your village to live
Give me your rivers of peace
Give me your village to live
Give me your rivers of peace
Give me a release to live,
give me a release of peace
Come on and save me from this
Come on an d save me from this
Give me your village to live
Come on and save me from this
Come on an d save me from this
Give me your rivers of bliss