ancient oak -leaf clusters grew,
The devs had Hawk Moth flu
And something wicked this way comes
The swallow is depicted there
And something wicked this way comes
Breaking up is getting far away
I used to know what I wanted to say
Your works of nature are unnatural
Every lake was clear as crystal,
the best year I've ever had
Something wicked this way comes
It starts with love, through foliage
Something wicked this way comes
Let's it down, let's get it all far away
Fishermen of young, who could recover
All your works of nature are unnatural
Breaking your love is getting you far away
I used to know what I wanted to say
Fishermen of young, who could recover
All your works of nature are unnatural
I won't let you, I won't let you,
I won't let you, I won't let you go