I’ll seek you out, Flay you alive. One more word and you won’t survive. And I’m not scared of your stolen power. I see right through you any hour. I won’t soothe your pain, I won’t ease your strain. You’ll be waiting in vain. I got nothing for you to gain. I’m taking it slow, Feeding my flame, Shuffling the cards of your game, And just in time In the right place Suddenly I will play my ace .I won’t soothe your pain I won’t ease your strain You’ll be waiting in vain. I got nothing for you to gain. Eyes on fire Your spine is ablaze. Feeling any foe with my gaze And just in time In the right place Steadily emerging with grace feeling any foe with my gaze steadily emerging with gracefeeling any foe with my gaze Steadily emerging with grace.

The Hour has Begun. Your eyes have now opened. To a world where madness craves. To A World Where Hope's enslaved. Oh I'll tremble for my love always. Your windows opened wide. Your innocence takes flight. To a world where madness craves. To A World Where Hope's enslaved Oh I'll tremble for my love always.

When the thorn bush turns white that's when I'll come home. I am going out to see what I can sow, And I don't know where I'll go. And I don't know what I'll see But I'll try not to bring it back home with me. Like the morning sun your eyes will follow me. As you watch me wander, curse the powers that be. Cause all I want is here and now but its already been and gone. Our intentions always last that bit too long. Far far away, no voices sounding, no one around me and you're still there Far far away, no choices passing, no time confounds me and you're still there In the full moons light I listen to the stream And in between the silence hear you calling me But I don't know where I am and I don't trust who I've been And If I come home how will I ever leave.

I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys. Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair. Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere. Have I found you Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth. Big pill looming. Now I'm a fat house cat. Nursing my sore blunt tongue. Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks. Pissing on magazine photos. Those fishing lures thrown in the cold. And clean blood of Christ mountain stream Have I found you Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth Big pill stuck going down .