The Road Leads Where It's Led - Secret Machines

Cultivating sounds

For all the mothers who come near to find out

Calling pulse bombs, a response

With cotton in their ears

And goodbye kisses

For the ones in the ground

Collecting fallout from the blast

The road leads where it’s led

While all the darlings cover Earth

With bare hands

They’re blowing all the other kids away

We communicate by semaphore

No language, we’ve got flags of our own

The road leads where it’s led

The darlings cover Earth with their hands

They’re blowing all the other kids away

Angels stole the show

The roaring seraph, singing thunder

Called the mother’s children home

Blowing all the other kids away

We won’t be moved

We can see right through

All of your charms

Your clever disguise

Uncertainty fails

As heaven surrounds you

Blowing all the other kids away