I never found my way home,
being kept in the dirt like an earthworm
I'm the father of all landmines,
in every corner there's a mooner
Born of Chile, you a penis,
And I know I'll grow fevers,
Cause I'm itching all over,
cover the scratch with the patch
It's a place I used to hold ya,
time traveled to and I've
Cause I know you've got saviors,
and I know you can save us
But I won't go leave you,
even after all that we've been through
Cause I've built myself a
The hope of a fool will go on
Can't see where I'm going
Living on a river like Hermann Hesse
I was learning nothing till the
Burning letters written to men's
Face to face, watch our minds bend
Hair pulled out the edges to clear drains
I promise I'll find a way
Cause when I'm high I can't
Need to find my way back down
Found it wasn't working so I had to stop
Look around for the sound of
Didn't see it with the mirror clothed
That the key to be free didn't need a lock
When you're used to embalming
All your truth in the ointments
I could see the vision of an
I could prove that I understand
To live at all is miracle enough
To love the lost deliberates us
As the past it sweetly dissolves
I could feel the fortunes resolve
Cause I let go on glimmers
Cause I built myself a mountain
With the hope of a fool to go on
With the hope of a fool to go on
Can't see where I'm going
No, I can't see where I'm going
I can't see beneath the clouds
Need to find my way back down to me