From the recording Living & Dwelling Double EP (Download)
Crowns in the sky, clouds in the king's head.
They're swirling like hurricane sugar in my bed.
Grass on the trees, moss on the warm ground,
Crickets writing symphonies all across the town.
It's been a while, yeah it's been a while my dear.
Fire on the stove, leaves in the kettle.
Nothing to do now but watch the sun settle.
The strings are broken and unstrung,
All your hard work is now undone.
You were crying, you were crying like a crocodile.