Dry Iced

I’m sorry
Will these dirty streets absolve their animal
Through the floor in defeat
The Sun and stars should fall

Walking
Aimlessly walking
Walking around
I hear the shadows talking
Blue ‘cause they’re talking
Talking me down

Speeding
In a long black car
From here to Babylon
Heart black like tar
And all my veins are full

Dreaming
Ceaselessly dreaming
And not asleep
Screaming, I hear somebody screaming
And I’m down too deep

Crying
On a midnight wire
All dry icicle stoned
I set the fields on fire
And still my hands are cold

Echo, in the chamber an echo
Echoing on
In danger, the alien stranger
To eternity’s gone

I’m sorry
Will these city streets absolve their animal
To the dirt in defeat
The Sun and stars should fall

Walking
Aimlessly walking
Walking around
Talking
Blue shadows talking
Talking me down

I’m sorry
I’m sorry
I’m sorry