Testo di Wichita

The buffalo are out among the falling stars tonight Shadows cross the kitchen in the afternoon Daylight break on the hemisphere I jumped in the water . . . you left too soon. Blood red sun . . . moon on the water Everything is frozen north of Wichita And the rails bear a dangerous cargo there Through the latter days of dreamtime And the screen door is busted And the hours fall and wither away Everything is frozen north of Wichita Everything is frozen north of Wichita Yeah I come from sad stories Yeah I come from lonely people too Yeah I come from California God is green . . . eyes are blue. And the bird is flown already And the guns are drawn already Blood red sun . . . moon on the water Everything is frozen north of Wichita The rails bear a dangerous cargo there Through the latter days of dreamtime And the screen door is busted And the hours fall and wither away Everything is frozen north of Wichita Everything is frozen north of Wichita On re-entering the atmosphere I can feel myself beginning to burn. Blood red sun . . . moon on the water Everything is frozen north of Wichita The rails bear a dangerous cargo there Through the latter days of dreamtime And the screen door is busted And the hours fall and wither away Everything is frozen north of Wichita Everything is frozen north of Wichita.