Testo: 16 Horsepower. Hutterite Mile.

on from here walkin dreams awake
I think not I think not
the sky comes king blown in every direction
and of no country
I am straw

it is no mystery
I know my way from here

iron sharpens iron
crooked wooden and peacock black
I have your feathers
slung across my back
I'm not the only one
to help you down the hill
my blue knuckles do as they will

it is no mystery
I know my way from here
it is no mystery
I know my way from here

one as precious as the other
they go with me
today I am not a false conscience
a tyrant
angels line my pockets dear
I walk a hutterite mile
look at me this once
put an eye to my step
look and furrow
its only misery its only ankle deep

it is no mystery
I know my way from here
it is no mystery
I know my way from here