MADE OF WOOD
(Words and Music: Ambler & Barlow)

The tide of our time has gone out, the sand is dry
Out in the distance there's a searchlight in the night sky
Springtime is coming but the road is full of leaves of brown
People only talk in a whisper, for fear of being found
That's how I know that

CHORUS

It's gonna burn down 'cause it's made of wood
It's gonna burn down like we knew it would
It's gonna burn down 'cause it's made of wood

The start of the journey was a ride through a pleasant land
Nobody knows how the road came to where we stand
Last night the fortune teller cried the time is near
Pick up your pieces and get out there's nothing left here
It's very clear that

REPEAT CHORUS

No more working in the hours of dark
No more battling against the odds
It's gonna burn down so we've got to leave town today

REPEAT VERSE

REPEAT CHORUS

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