The Road Leads Where It’s Led

Cultivating sounds for all the mothers who come near to find out Calling pulse bombs, a response with cotton in their ears And goodbye kisses for the ones in the ground Collecting fallout from the blast The road leads where it's led And all the darlings cover earth with bare hands They're blowing all the other kids away Angels stole the show The roaring seraph, singing thunder Called the mother's children home Blowing all the other kids away Blowing all the other kids away Blowing all the other kids away Blowing all the other kids away Blowing all the other kids away We communicate by semaphore No language, we're got flags of our own The road leads where it's led And all the darlings cover earth with their hands They're blowing all the other kids away They're blowing all the other kids away Angels stole the show The roaring seraph, singing thunder Called the mother's children home Blowing all the other kids away Blowing all the other kids away Blowing all the other kids away, we won't be fooled Blowing all the other kids away, and all the young child Blowing all the other kids away Blowing all the other kids away Blowing all the other kids away We won't be moved We can see right through All of your charms Your clever disguise Uncertainty fails As heaven surrounds you