Lyrics

Down low in a hedgerow
Cornered animal, a wounded creature
Crawls out of the shadows
Dragging entrails, its liver
Divining our fortunes
Cold umbilical, a tangled omen
Shines under a new moon
Guiding our way to Eden

And now the fields are stirring from all the life returning

When we change the weather
Everything seems better but we're falling apart
When we change the weather
Turning down the pressure but we're lost from the start
Doubt has made an old man out of me... an old man out of me

I'm blurring at the edges
Disappearing in the parts I'm playing
I'm looking for a message
A sign where the clouds are breaking
Up high in a jet stream
Armed men running down a hill, I follow
On fire in a red dream
We choke in the burning meadow

And grinning in the trenches, the shells of human wreckage

When we change the weather
Everything seems better but we're falling apart (scattered in a storm)
When we change the weather
Turning down the pressure but we're lost from the start
Doubt has made an old man out of me... an old man out of me

And now the fields are frozen from all the lies unspoken

When we change the weather
Everything seems better but we're falling apart
Doubt has made an old man out of me