The Scale

I have a sequin for an eye
Pick a rose and hide my face
This is a bandits life
It comes and goes and them's the breaks
Under a molten sky
Beyond the road we lie in wait

They think they know us now
Wait till the stars come out

You see that
Well I made you and now i take you back
It's too late but today I can define the lack
I made you and now i take you back

Sun you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right

My son you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right

I can still feel it when you lie
Pick a rose just to hide my face
Well if there's something I should know
I seek no science where there is no shade
Under a molten sky
Let the days collide

Well, I made you and now i take you back

Sun you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right

My son you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right