I ain t never coming home
left the rivers overflown
acid glasses on my nose, ye ye ye
issues unexplained,
the ones I m singing with my band,
won t be coming back again ye ye ye
I spend my days, twisted 'round the satellite
of this world, just so desert dry
i say hi to some old guy,
a sleep walker getting high
laugh at birds on dope in flight
a mystic walking lane,
whistling notes of this refrain
kicking the same mistakes away
I spend my days, twisted 'round the satellite
of this world, just so desert dry
I waste my days, carried by the tides
expanding holes in unknown lives
yeah yeah it s all in our head,
why don t we try to be persistent...
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