Из альбома: Home Waters
Will you sigh for my protective drive?
Enduring with your manuscripted, overcharged denial
Twisted mind, sedated, neutralized
So won't you turn and buy me shots with gently tending eyes?
All that you planned: remade and over-organized
Will you drive?
And let me be on trial?
For not taking the talking part
And ruining our night
All that you planned: remade and over-organized
And never really meant
All that was new due to your big master plan
Simply failed
So give yourself a treat
The drummer goes berserk