Snake Charmer

Filthy
 Born in a dust storm and brought up
 Up in a cloud
 On the tops of trees
 I was taught to distrust ideas opposing my thoughts
 I was taught to distrust ideas opposing my thoughts
 And you would be swayed, bending like branches and you would be played
 A spark for the kindling, bending like branches, bending like branches now
 Old ways die so slow, but we both know to reap and sow
 They raised us not to grow, but we both know to reap and sow
 Revel in darkness, revel in dirt
 Excel in the muck and the mud
 Crawling and creeping, waiting away for the turn, change in the air that I love
 Feel it soon, harvest moon, won't you look up with me?
 Children, you'll feel it soon, there is a harvest moon
 Look with me, there is a harvest moon
 Old ways die so slow, but we both know to reap and sow
 They raised us not to grow, but we both know to reap and sow
 Feel it soon, there is a harvest moon
 Won't you look up with me?
 There is a harvest moon