...And the moon is flooding this town 

that regulates my senses 

and bleaches the night sky 



...and the bells are chiming away 

the same time of days that will 

regulate my own senses... 



catching the thief is... 



its so much harder than it looks 

its harder than it seems 

its so hard 

(a hidden image has been calling in the distance) 



it points me in directions 

that i wont go 

i will never make amends 

(these accusations reveal stunning answers to our requests) 



...and as the charlatans 

bring their false pretense 

to a new colony 



dont trust their words 

they're only poison 

dont trust their poison 



catching the thief is... 



well starting out as 

hopefully hoping 

and saviors saving 

a town in distress 



we ride 

we drive 

and we stay long