Oh I see, Oh I see them coming Oh I see, Oh I see them coming with their full and engine throats still turning If you counted all this wanting from the signal to the silver, shiver mines that press your lips tight to say goodbye Because we thought thick walls We thought book spines, would be contact, would be written on the eyes, that open slow but open wide But reminded of the cold ground Reminded of the cold ground Oh I see, Oh I see them coming Oh I see, Oh I see them coming with their full and engine throats still turning It will beat death, on its own time when in action and when the little ones touch fire to every lip and every thigh But then like David, then like whale hides we will lay back and speak sweetness on each side 'cause if we don't farm we won't have the time Reminded of the cold ground Reminded of the cold Oh I see, Oh I see them coming Oh I see, Oh I see them coming