Lyrics:

Well, you''re smoulderin'' with fly words**lf**Catch the moment on the run**lf**And you say there''s nothin'' easy**lf**About the plywood tract you''re from**lf****lf**And you stand inside your wind stilts**lf**Watch the sentence act begun**lf**So you say you lost your baby**lf**Don''t you know that you''re the one?**lf****lf**And you stand and watch the trials go**lf**From here to there behind the scene**lf**Throw your troubles to the moon trolls**lf**To swallow up like stormy dreams**lf****lf**Take an entrance to a stand-off**lf**Looking if there''s such a strife**lf**And you say you lost your baby**lf**Wondering if it''s in your life**lf****lf**And you fly your flags on Mondays**lf**That take a rise and fall in one**lf**Ask the questions of the pilgrims**lf**That come to pledge what''s all that''s done**lf****lf**Claim a tabernacle hillside**lf**Where you''ll watch the dyin'' sun**lf**And you say you lost your baby**lf**Don''t you know that you''re the one?**lf****lf**So you say you lost your baby**lf**Don''t you know that you''re the one?**lf**So you say you lost your baby**lf**Don''t you know that you''re the one?