This story is past tense and I did not want my cover blown Thought well enough was left alone and who decided you'd rescue me? Yeah, I do agree a bent and broken set are we Up in a tree we're stuck and the only lights off the wire are all the moths in the fire Can't you feel how the air is getting dry Try, but can't identify what you start to think My baby won't come out at night They took apart the Angel's Flight For this Strange Season Did you feel it change from cold to hot With fever, you will have a bout And all you do is talk about the meaning of the walkabout... There I go again A taste of my own medicine So shake your head and look around The leaves don't fall There's still no sound to this Strange Season Then I start to think I've seen it through I saw the sights They disassembled Angel's Flight. with this Strange Season Do you want to know that it comes down to this? Do you want to hear that Ignorance is bliss Ignorance is bliss