I met Moko jumbie,. He walks on stilts through all saints row. Looking over the brew now, for a possession loss. People sound. No days off. In September, when the sun sets soon now.
Celebrate the passing drugs. Put them on the back seat while. They're coursing in your blood. . 'Cause there are monsters oh. Walking down Argyle Street.
More than you know. More than you know. When the river shallows. I always go. Back to the moment. . I feel the most. I carry this upon my back, always.
When the photographs you're taking now. Are taken down again. When the heavy clouds that hide the sun. Have gone. The millions of us on the hill. From the star to lands end.
Injili, Injili. Can I sing with you. 'Bout Mr. Tembo and what he's got to do. But first I'm going back. To the ?. To find the mission. And help him with his luck.
Arrhythmia. Accepting that you live with uncertainty. If you're lonely press play. Die lady die. The aspects that you pass on when traveling. When you're lonely press play.
When the serve is done. And the parish shuffled some. And the May frequencies come. To keep you away. When your body aches. From the arms of dreams you keep.
We are everyday robots on our phones. In the process of getting home. Looking like standing stones. Out there on our own. . We're everyday robots in control.
Chill on the hollow ponds. Set sail by a kid. In the heat wave that hit us all. 1976. . I felt the percussion. The green man had gone. Half my road was now a motorway.