Well, into the desert we must go
So into the desert we go
Call it a ritual
Call it whatever you will
And you will grow out at me as naturally
As branches from a tree
Call it a ritual
Call it whatever you will
But you know, they will swing, swing their swords for show
While you turn your flower petals so slow
You said the desert will eat us alive
I said I'll make the decisions, you just drive
You just drive
And I saw the windmill wings were gone
I heard the wind come creeping around
Call it an act of easy mercy
To tear the structure down
Call it whatever you will
Call it whatever you will
'Cause you know, they will swing, swing their swords for show
While you turn your flower petals so slow
But I am amazed at how they go
I am amazed at how they go...
So call it whatever you will
Call it a ritual
Call it whatever you will
You know, they will swing, swing their swords for show
