Big sur 歌词

Dust to dust sperm to worm pull up from the sludge and cry out spit out the rage suck up the fear lock yourself in and drive drive drive quiet the nervous cables circuitries spinal cord and fingers drool for the bell that rings on and on any given day it's just that take what you can and strike back all the spacious smog and stucco skies cant belie the truth in her eyes gone are the dusty gods of duck and cover drills stardust that makes the hand that pulls the precious bones from the sand jump from the rock into the cool waters and she shines she shines gone are the dusty gods of echo cathedrals.