The Vault of Moons
Robert Pollard
The catepillar's destiny
The cloakmaker learns his size
Prizefighter studies
All men are freezing
The lantern blown out
Flat earth slick with murder
Where it all comes from
And must go
Well, we must wish
Those who pass before us
In a useful period
A time for recognition
Know your brother
And yourself
Just like the songs says
This song
This is called "The Vault Of Moons."
