ANCIENTS

Is it this one or the one behind?

It's hard to know 'cause they all kind of wandering

Constantly wandering

Is it this man or the one behind?

It's hard to know 'cause they all kind of wandering

Constantly wandering

All the things they fall, fall, fall right

Into place in this far, in this far, far night

All the things they fall, fall, fall right

Into place in this far, in this far, far

I don't care if you follow me

'Cause there is no place I will be

The sound of the violin will trick you again

When I think about you, it's not a sin

When I think about you, it's not a sin

When I think about you, it's not a sin

It's not a sin, it's not a-

Is it this one or the one behind?

It's hard to know 'cause they all kind of wandering

Constantly wandering

Is it this one or the one behind?

It's hard to know 'cause they all kind of wandering

Constantly wandering

All the things they fall, fall, fall right

Into place in this far, in this far, far night

All the things they fall, fall, fall right

Into place in this far, in this far, far

Is it this one or the one behind?

It's hard to know 'cause they all kind of wandering

Constantly wandering

Is it this one or the one behind?

It's hard to know 'cause they all kind of wandering

Constantly wandering