Women - Narrow With the Hall lyrics

Soon time for a cleaning day Onward rode the van Swept in by discolored waste Sickness crept on the hall And the d**h of me Almost as we burn and play Ants just don't belong In this place you call your own Searching for a favorite flower Narrow with the hall Swept in by discolored waste Almost as we burn and play Ants just don't belong In this place you call your own Danger's taller trees Don't look so good to me They won't grow again Led to final peace And this diluted stream They don't break for them