Mappe Of Thessalon
She was a sheep in her mother's clothes
But she didn't harbour the same kind of guilt
'Cause her brother left before she woke
He left a light on in the den
And he stepped out into the night
Never knowing if he'd be back again
Thessalon
In your houses and hay bales
You hold faith
She saw a ghost in the waterways
And it crawled to the shore, to her feet
Asking if she'd known her brother's song
She stuttered and started to reply
When the mountains in the distance cried
Spouting gas and clouds of black smoke
Thessalon
As your valleys and your lakes grow old
They raise the dead
She left his body in the undertow
Didn't seek the source of that red glow
Well it seemed to her she'd already known
And as those distant fires burned the wood
And her eyelids filled with soot
Well it seemed to her the cause was lost
