Four Sticks

Oh, baby, it's crying time

Oh, baby, I got to fly

Got to try to find a way

Got to try to get away

'Cause you know I gotta get away from you, babe

Oh, baby, the river's red

Ah, baby, in my head

There's a funny feeling going on

I don't think I can hold out long

And when the owls cry in the night

Oh, baby, baby, when the pines begin to cry

Baby, baby, baby, how do you feel?

If the rivers run dry, baby, how would you feel?

Craze, baby, the rainbow's end

Mm, baby, it's just a den for those who hide

Who hide their love to depths of life

And ruin dreams that we all knew so, babe

And when the owls cry in the night

And baby, when the pines begin to cry

Oh, baby, baby, how do you feel?

If the rivers run dry, baby, how do you feel?

Ah, ah

Baby, how do you feel?

Ooh yeah, brave I endure

Ooh yeah, strong shields and lore

They can't hold the wrath of those who walk

And the boots of those who march

Baby, through the roads of time so long ago

Ooh, yeah

Ooh, ooh yeah

Ah, ah, ah, ah

Ooh, hoo

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ah