Women - Narrow With The Hall

[Verse 1]
Soon time for a cleaning day
Onward rode the van
Swept in by discolored waste
Sickness crept on the hall
And the death of me
Almost as we burn and play

[Chorus]
Ants just don't belong
In this place you call your own

[Verse 2]
Searching for a favorite flower
Narrow with the hall
Swept in by discolored waste
Almost as we burn and play

[Chorus]
Ants just don't belong
In this place you call your own

[Outro]
Danger's fallen 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

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