Nine Is Nine - Hey Colossus

Foaming 'round the mouth

How we’ll roll about

Living in the luxury of doubt

When I hold the past

Oh, I can’t make it dance

Or capture it forensic

Hanging at high mast

So I grasp at all

I go back to the start

When nine was nine

We knew our place

And when to fold our hands and bow on Judgment Day

Genuflecting burn out wreck, I’m all arms

Lie upon the tide

Ebb out into the calm

Sleep there

Pray to not disturb our

When you were nine

When nine was nine

Don’t tell the judge to sign our decree

Then all the clouds in the sky

colder smiles

And when the cold gets higher

They’ll, they’ll