Deconstruction

Big Sur
Dust to dustsperm to wormpull up from the sludgeand cry out spitout the rage suck upthe fear lock yourselfin and drive drive drive quietthe nervous cables circuitriesspinal cord and fingersdrool for the bellthat rings on and onany given dayit's just that takewhat you can and strike backall the spacious smog and stucco skiescant belie the truth in her eyesgone are the dusty gods of duckand cover drills stardustthat makes the hand that pullsthe precious bones from the sand jumpfrom the rock into the cool watersand she shinesshe shines goneare the dusty gods of echo cathedrals. Aus Songtexte Mania