Mild at Heart

Bottom of the pool where the bad boys sleep
You can hear them breathe when you get too deep
Season of the fall never ends with rain
Nothing left to lose, even less to gain

There is another way
Unknown to hands
We see them every day
Though mild at heart

Baron in the trees never meant no harm
Baron, when the leaves fell, he broke his arm
His turn, his turn
His turn, his turn
A mouthful of secret

There is another way
Unknown to hands
We see them every day
Though mild at heart

Nothing left to lose, even less to gain
Nothing left to lose, even less to gain
Nothing left to lose, even less to gain

There is another way
Unknown to hands
We see them every day
Though mild at heart