 Do you hear that sound beneath the rustling autumn leaves?
You can't hear the words, but you know just what they mean
Gotta tap your toes against the ground so all the bones can hear the sound
To let them know below that you believe
When you hear those spirits calling
There ain't no use to fight
We'll trade faces with the shadows
And change voices with the night
Do you feel that glow behind the rotting willow tree?
Something in there knows much more than you can see
Says there's a task ahead of you, so dawn the mask and down the brew
And peer into the sphere of history
When you hear those spirits calling
There ain't no use to fight
We'll trade faces with the shadows
And change voices with the night
Icklemuck puddlewuck, ting ling zsu
Chulatat psilophat, mug wump chu
Icklemuck puddlewuck, ting ling zsu
Chulatat psilophat, mug wump chu
Icklemuck puddlewuck, ting ling zsu
Chulatat psilophat, mug wump chu
Icklemuck puddlewuck, ting ling zsu
Chulatat psilophat, mug wump chu
When the church bell sounds and the sky drips down
Ain't nothing is a sin
So we'll taste the ground while we dance around
Underneath each other's skin
When the raven calls your name
And the barn owl starts her flight
We'll trade faces with our shadows
And change voices with the night
When you hear those spirits calling
There ain't no wrong or right
We'll trade faces with the shadows
And change voices with the night
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