Nine Is Nine

Foaming 'round the mouth How we'll roll about Living in the luxury of doubt When I hold the past Oh, I can't make it dance Or capture it forensic [? 0:44] Hanging at high mast So I grasp at all I go back to the start When nine was nine We knew our place And when to fold our hands and bow on Judgment Day Genuflecting burn out wreck, I'm all arms Lie upon the tide Ebb out into the calm Sleep there [?] Pray to not disturb our [? 1:55 bliss] When you were nine When nine was nine Don't tell the judge to sign our decree [?] Then all the clouds [?] in the sky [?] colder smiles And when the cold gets higher They'll [?], they'll