Let them stare
And think thin thoughts
Let them spend their precious time
In Knots Over You
Let them talk
And waste weak words
Let them shake their small heads
In pain over you
Let the mountain come to you
Let it bow
Let the clocks slow down
Let them stop
Let the mountain come to you
Let it bow
Let the clocks slow down
Let them stop
Let them beat
Their empty chests and dying drums
Let them forget the truth
Over you
Let the mountain come to you
Let it bow
Let the clocks slow down
Let them stop
Let the mountain come to you
Let it bow
Let the clocks slow down
Let them stop