Kiev - Falling Bough lyrics

We try and listen close But where we live is far too high to hear Why don't we come down from this and leave the fiction to the fool that fears A little tired We are all a little tired We're try to hear a ghost but just below the bough is ancient soil Breathing out complex compost But from above it will always seem like dirt It's about that time We are all a little tired All a little tired Some would have it known this is how it is and how it's been Or is it because they can't convince themselves to put away the book and pull themselves to Earth with all? We are all a little tired