Future Clouds and Radar - The Epcot View текст песни

Can't I share an honesty moment why you
Not defined by your mind's inner voodoo?
I fell down and instead of this crown
Have scapegoat horns on my head

We stand here with our crowbars at the ready
To clear the air with leverage or machete
I hold out for a new confetti
So soft it could wake up the dead

Oh girl your heart is a grave
Burying days in a place on earth
Very far from an Epcot view oh the stars

This dream's a self-made light show
Where some dark prince shall exhort us into battle
Licking the bones of his very last foe
So the tree in forest exists
And we're stuck in the same jalopy
While new death monkeys descend on fields of poppy
Sweating bullets in the same wool serape where Eastwood's six-shooter hid

Oh girl your heart is a grave
Burying days in a place on earth
Very far from an Epcot view oh the stars

Each unforsaken child
Who catapults to glory for a while
Scorches the firmament and falls down laughing

A few sips of that red sea water
And one good night with a druid's daughter
Shed a new light on all this physical fodder
And I said out loud "is this it?"

Oh girl your heart is a grave
Burying days in a place on earth
Very far from an Epcot view oh the stars