(Repeat 3 times)
Intro 2
(Repeat 3 times)
(Repeat Intro 2 freely)
Intro 3
Put me back in the cold, I'm going to Antarctica
It feels like these days, or old meeting place
In an L.A. cafe, or on the Serengeti
The hunt has now begun
Pre-Chorus 1
'Cause I am tired of you taking from me
And I have let you eat from the fruits of my tree
I am not the one to turn into a laurel wreath
For the last time you have crossed my,
crossed my line
You could never seen, never see
Apollo's frock was always as beautiful
Always as beautiful as the
saddest rainstorm
Apollo your frock was always as beautiful
Always as beautiful as your sister's that your light
shined on
verse 2
How can you think you've won when there can be no winners?
The soul has been lost of the bow and quiver
Do you remember?
Well, I remember, amid the clashing of swords
I'm losing you in my rear view
Pre-Chorus 2
And I have called the Shekhina in
And the ninefold and a few other friends
You and your predators were warned
If the cubs were drawn in
For the last time you would officially cross my line
You could never see, never see
Apollo's frock was always as beautiful
Always as beautiful as the
saddest rainstorm
Apollo your frock was always as beautiful
Always as beautiful as your sister's
Apollo's frock was always as beautiful
Always as beautiful as the
saddest rainstorm
Apollo your frock was always as beautiful
Always as beautiful as your sister's that your light
shined on