Cicadas - Cowboy Junkies

Hear them buzzing in the trees

A lot like us a dying breed

One voice now is all we need

Hear them buzzing in the trees

Hear them buzzing in the trees

Nothing left but empty shells

No memory now of where we fell

No one left to truly tell

The tale of how we truly fell

Once again the simple truth

Is crushed beneath the leather boot

A lot like us a dying breed

Hear them buzzing in the trees

A lot like us a dying breed

One voice now is all we need

Hear them buzzing in the trees

Nothing left but empty shells

No memory now of where we fell

No one one left to truly tell

The tale of how we truly fell

No trees here to hide behind

Those big red wheels they slowly grind

No trees here to hide behind

Those big red wheels they slowly grind

No trees here to hide behind

Those big red wheels they slowly grind

No trees here to hide behind

Those big red wheels they slowly grind

Hear them buzzing in the trees

Hear them buzzing in the trees

Hear them buzzing in the trees