Neverglade (UNKLE Surrender Sounds Session #16)

As high as the ladder would climb

We tumbled inside

And hardened the white of our eyes

And the stars have arrived

To start on a lusty kind of tale

So take your tought train home

Through animals and slaves

And your city blows them away

And just as the curtains were raised

Somebody was asking away

Aladdin was out of his cave ...

And we all fell down as the weatherman sighed

Weatherman sighed of crooked rain

Crooked rain that grew on trees

Grew on trees in the back of brains

Even the Devil would pay

For half of a glass

Of crooked rain alone could only make him laugh

But that face was never mine

And just as the buttons came off

The lawful thought of an angry crowd

Just like a secret we will be found

We are the circus, we are going to town

So don't waste time, don't waste time

For the haze never really made out here in Neverglade

Neverglade

I'm going outside to chase the rain

And you're gonna stay in the basement again

The distant sound have put on the waves

The waves