WE ARE STILL FOUR
How can we sleep tonight?
Distant thunder raids our land
How can we sleep tonight on green?
Smoking heavens curse us
And earth takes us in
In void eyes we see the flight of the night
Death sullies our door
The street is blurred outlines
And we are still four.
The sullen planets get their day
The spiky wind blows
The desert sands are heat and dirt
Skin to skin and heart to heart
In the east the irate sun broods
We wander off into the woods
In frozen heart moored to our trust
We tread on brave trampling our past
We do reach our destined shores
After all we frogs are all on fours