Feeling kinda feline. A battle down the middle road. You’re never in my arms so long - still it makes no difference now for you. Who you’re thinking of? Oh, is it me or not? Oh, why must we aplaud them? I'm shaking at the knees when I listen to the government. Can't see the wood for the trees, man. I recognise the state I'm in, oh lord. Oh, what are they thinking of? Oh, was it me or love? Oh, why must we aplaud them? I see us in leaves. Seems to have come and gone again. And voices prophecy while there's nothing left to comfort them. I see us in leaves. I see us in leaves. I see us in leaves. I see us in leaves. I see us in leaves. I see us in leaves. I see us in leaves. I see us in leaves.