83rd Dream Lyrics - The Cult

Four crows nailed to a wooden post 

Bleed upon a barren field 

An old way that I don't understand 

It kinda touched me for a day 

Four crows nailed to a wooden post 

Bleed upon a barren field 

An old way that I don't understand 

You know, it kinda touched me for a day 

There are no bright skies 

Where the eagle flies 

Suddenly inside me, inside me 

I don't need 

I am alive 

I am alive 

Hey, hey 

So psychedelic, driving over the sun 

Past the still sky trees and fields 

To the place the great relics have kissed you know 

It kinda touched me for a day 

There are no bright skies 

Where the eagle flies 

Suddenly inside me, inside me 

I don't need 

I am alive 

I am alive 

Hey, hey 

Hey, hey 

Hey, hey 

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