The time of the season
I chaperone the beast
It hits hard and low

Oh lord the curiousness of the human heart
You can shackle the pain
But it gets what it wants and often more

Well turn on your weakness
It's alchemy works best
When you most expect

And what's more, the notes you struck are
Played sweet and low
But you're still in your head
Another feeling exposed - what's this you're free?

And all i've done
Is all i will do

And all i've done
Is all i will do

And what's more, the curiousness of the human heart
You can shackle the pain
But it gets what it wants and often more

The time of the season
To ride the ragged beast to the end of it
It's absurd
It all comes down to checks and bounces
Where she used to lay there


And all i've done
Is all i will do

And all i've done
Is all i will do