We've got the place surrounded, came rattling through the walls The faded rays of sun, keep escaping through the door They're stretching as they nervously make a break for anywhere Else Just reaching for the Divinity growing dusty on the highest shelf Your accent is so lovely but I won't guess where it's from For the safest place to live between is the forest and the hum The streets they grow in circles, but the days we keep in line Always floating to the corners, getting heady on the concept of time Finally drowning under the table, when I learn about fresh air But my guilt consoles the children, says it way never really there Your accent is so lovely but I won't guess where it's from For the safest place to live between is the forest and the hum The castle on the hill has three colors on its flag The first one stands for Allegiance, the other two have slipped my mind Now for each color separately I'd surely lay it all on the line But I can't rightly bring myself to Believe in all three at the same time Your accent is so lovely but I won't guess where it's from For the safest place to live between is the forest and the hum