| Lyrics: | Lost all my friends pulling down my/ Pants just to say hi and I'm still/ Alive without a tan,
trippin', naked man,/ Through the forest who
like me/ Has fallen right into a kind of grace/
Drinking from a river of fine wine just/ To ease my mind, then fell on through/ The hole
I've
made looking for a center/ In my life and just why I am
I woke in the grass
fascinated with/ Moving water and the smell of my breath/ Rampaging ants carry me to death or a
last/ Chance and a
swing for the fence, instead I/ Hit the bottom hard and wide looking for /
Escape from the daylight and the passing time/ Digging just to
find a way someone like me/
Gets in the right line for the right ride
At just the right time, hoping it doesn't
take/ Too long to find a way...
And I hope there's a sign/ I hope that it leads me
well/ On the way/ I hope there's a sign/ And I hope I can read it right/ I'm running on,
over
and lower/ It's slow going half the time/ I hope there's a sign/ And I hope I can read it right
It seems I've had a lifelong headcold full/ Of negatives, mindwarps and eclipsing
suns/ Like hot air through my underwear while/ Sitting
in my chocolate chair at home.../ It
thrills me, turn the lights out and leave/ Me alone |
