Played me for the fool
Restful ways of plenty there
Knowing what you knew
Arrested in the night But I guess that's what you get for being
for the harvester of souls
And I guess that's what you get for knowing
that you played No more then you go
breaking with the past
Flower not of pa**ion there
ringing through this land But I guess that's how we come to know
the harvester of souls
And I guess that's what you get for knowing
when you should One more time...
Breathing with the rhythm of life
waving in the crashing towns
the precious with the lost Showing the way in darker times
to the harvester of souls
and the wreck on shores and rocks you've seen
it will show Played me for the fool
knowing what you knew
Played me for the fool
knowing what you knew