Our Design

Far away from here is where we will find something still true

Come along with me the tides that are late surround this pool

We must hurry now the sounds now all taste so cruel

The hounds will take us near the place soaked not lost in fools

Now you can tell everyone where we're going

It's fine if you want to

They'll think that you're lying

I'm sure there'll be talk about what is brewing

It'll send us more forward

So fast we'll be flying