Lions and Tigers - Asobi Seksu

Send the kids to the garden

The cypresses burdened down

To make a perfect pair

Spread on a blanket

The angels waste their tears

When your wet face turns to cheer

Tiny little voices won’t take nothing from no one

Tiny little fingers won’t pull nothing from nowhere

The children are begging

The smiling rain clouds

To please reflect my tears

Leaves fall from nowhere

I won’t beg your pardon

I won’t be there when you laugh

Tiny little voices won’t take nothing from no one

Tiny little fingers won’t pull nothing from nowhere

And find a way to set them straight

These kids are all begging to trade

Their ghosts away and let them fade and let them…

All of their open smiles just sit and wait, to sing a brutal song