I guess I lost this
round
The mountains
have come down
I won't go where
they go
Now I'll be
back around
With our heads above
the trees
And the storm
in our knees
Come all
the time
Tides and
torrents
Will stand above
the sea
Highs and
lows
There are pits and lands
On
the ground that you
stand
So flux and
flow
Flux
and flow
Flux and flow
Flux and flow
We'll taste the bitter end
And hunger life again
Take another turn
With our bad head
Flux and flow Flux and flow






Highs and lows
There are pits and lands
On the ground that you stand
Flux and flow
And you fix your plans
Then you trade in your head
So flux and flow
Flux and flow
Flux and flow
Flux and flow
Flux
Flow
Flux
Flow
Flux
Flux


Flow


Flux

Flow, flux, flow
There are pits and lands
On the ground that you stay
Stay in flux
And you fix your plans
Then it's right in your hand