There is something in the weather coming It's the springtime floating all upon the city I wanna blow it back, wanna blow it back I will leave this town by the weekend If you buy me a ticket, I have to save my money for the dark days honey, for the dark I will travel through the season Til the summer voices and the fire noises and the burning witches call me home I will find the strength to give up All the thing I made up, all the things I made up, all the leaves I tied up on my arms I miss the comfort in being trusted by the king and the princes, by the king and the princes, by the king and the princes By the clock and the watches, by the dying species, by the flying foxes I might float for a second Through the shadow of my reason Find my home, my children I'm a rainbow over the ocean