Loadstones - The Fall

Local lodestones

Local lodestones

And after dark sunset

My brother and I

We walked the path

Far from the tower

A light sea breeze

Ruffles blood

Skin is bleeding

Shoes for the dead

Shoes for lodestones!

Local lodestones

Local lodestones

Pink dots off the Island of Wight sails off the island of Bergen

Sataffopsagaffop

Sataffsagopfa

Pink!

Shoes for the lame

Shoes for the lodestones

Shoes…

Shoes for the dead!

Local lodestones

Local lodestones

Lights out at eleven

On the lodestones and the, the parish

Revisited island

Bergen

And running my hand

Across your little stone

The pill police seen in your

In their stupid barges

Waiting

In text

In flesh

Shoes for the dead

Shoes for lodestones!