I lost something..In the Way.

From ripe, to green
Too real, too late (ou lay off)
Should I lie down, or stand up
Or walk around again?
My eyes finally right opened out
My eyes finally right opened shut
To find my fount of sound that
Ears the touch of my tears
Smell the taste of all we waste
Could feed the others but
We smother each other with the nettle and Pucker the sour sugar sweet weather it Blows through our trees, swims through our sees
Flies to the last gasp we left on this earth,
ohohoh o-o-oh

It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long lonely journey from death to
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth oh
It's a long lonely journey from death to ...birth
Should I die again ?
Should I die around ?
The pounds of matter willing to space I know I'll never know until
I come face to face
With my own cold dead face oh
With my own wood'n case
You with me hmm ohohoh lalala hmmmmm
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long lonely journey from death to
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth oh
It's a long lonely journey from death to ...birth


* Last Days..Qué buena película.