Break the branch upon the willow, no bird will want to sing today,
Cut loose the boats down in the boat house, we've never seen such strange old days,
Tell the lost that no one's looking, tell the found that no one cares,
You can never find the answers, we've never seen such strange old days,
So long to thinking, the crowd will travel well,
We've unchained a monster and it left me feeling unwell,
So long to knowing, the past is buried still, under a hard place in an empty wishing well.
No one's coming for the helpless so come and quickly help yourself,
So go and sell yourself to Jesus, God insists upon that sale,
People are whistling to the sirens, they call their hands to a defeat,
I saw a headless person crying, we've never seen such strange old days,
So long to thinking, the crowd will travel well,
We've unchained a monster and it left me feeling unwell,
So long to knowing, the past is buried still, under a hard place in an empty wishing well.
Cut loose the boats down in the boat house, we've never seen such strange old days,
Tell the lost that no one's looking, tell the found that no one cares,
You can never find the answers, we've never seen such strange old days,
So long to thinking, the crowd will travel well,
We've unchained a monster and it left me feeling unwell,
So long to knowing, the past is buried still, under a hard place in an empty wishing well.
No one's coming for the helpless so come and quickly help yourself,
So go and sell yourself to Jesus, God insists upon that sale,
People are whistling to the sirens, they call their hands to a defeat,
I saw a headless person crying, we've never seen such strange old days,
So long to thinking, the crowd will travel well,
We've unchained a monster and it left me feeling unwell,
So long to knowing, the past is buried still, under a hard place in an empty wishing well.