Texty: Forward, Russia. Life Processes. Gravity And Heat.

Into the night and into ourselves
We forage like rats
With dirt in our hands
Dirt on our hearts

Into the night and into ourselves
We forage like rats
They all hunt in packs
They all hunt like wolves

Then we meet
As satellites that are grounded
By the weight of the earth

For the story
If you wanna get it done
You have to take the time
To bring your lives a meaningless story

Yes talk and fury
Are wasted on the young
They never take the time
To think things over
Meet their lawyers

Into the night and into ourselves
We forage like rats
With dirt in our hands
Dirt in our hearts

Into the night and into ourselves
We forage like rats
They all hunt in packs
They all hunt like wolves

Then we meet
As satellites that are grounded
By the weight of the earth

Yes we meet
As satellites that are grounded
By the weight of the earth
By the weight

What you've got to realise
Is that there's never a time
To be so intricate

As to fall and cut your knees
With smiles
That contradict your eyes
Before a lie in Dutch

We'll be forever sharing our wives
We'll have a thorn in our sides
This conversation's played

As highly-scripted verse and rhyme
As time predicts all of our lies
That crawl inside of our heads

The outside walls and ramparts
Won't ever fall until we have gods
You always took the time to be pleasant
In your discourse and thoughts

The outside walls and ramparts
Won't ever fall until we have gods
You always took the time to be pleasant
In your discourse and thoughts

A calling on the forecourt
Of dozens of predictable brains

And that's what you get for being thoughtful and brave

Then we meet
As satellites that are grounded
By the weight of the earth
By the weight of the

Earth

We shield our eyes
From all of the turrets that fire
Still we, we take our time
To fire
And emerge from the mire
When we melt like glaciers
That are drowning
In the pride of the sun
And we, we take our time to see
We trust and hide and seek all our while
In the church of the earth
In the church and the earth
Like our books full of myth
In the church and the earth
We will hide all our secrets till death