From the recording The Coming Sound
Lyrics
Lay your head on flowers
Pay your respects to power, bury it deep then leave its grave
You placed the order, and reached for the sky
You set your sights too high
You set your sights too high
But you tried
Lay your head on flowers
Let yourself dream about her
That’s what you got today
You placed the order, and reached for the sky
You set your sights too high
You set your sights too high
But you tried