And I need limes for Mojitos; sugar cane goodness and dark rum madness
This tropical delight eases the pain, brings smiles and warmth
I heard on the news today, men were talking
Nuclear decisions and different religions
The Cross and the Crescent
The beating of the drum stops for no one,
I ride with Lord Ghanesh,
Ride the mouse South and then West.
Travelling seven and seventy leagues
Across deserts with the blood oasis,
Where in the shade the Scorpion raises his tail.
In the wilderness where love hides behind the buzzing of bees
Hear the bubbling of gentle waters and taste the honey
And the sand whispers "Selah."
So far from the burrough of my birth
In concrete jungles I hear the spatter of distant gun fire
Tracers look like lasers late at night.
Look hard and see yourself in the reflection from a puddle of blood
Your wasted, spilled life mixed with dirt makes red mud
The fire burns out in a blown out car.
The beasts are moving in quiet
And all I have left is love for those that spurned it
Took it in and changed it.
Abra Cadaver - Now it has teeth!
Like some monster in the night
Their merciless tongues lick flesh from bone
But they wanted this all along, didn't they? Didn't they?
And still I need limes and dark rum for sweet sugar cane dreams
Here in the heat where the sun gives reason
For the abandonment of reason
Where I shed clothes for want of cool air,
Your neck tastes of pina coladas, sugar, and rock salt.
All sweetness and dark devil liquor on my tongue
The perfect drug high infecting my mind
I want to sweat with you on hotel linen.
Let's wash the world away in our dirty, filthy love
Until I have to watch it fall from me under hot waters
And out throught the drain, the river, to the sea
Let the world have our disregarded secrets, and the fish too
We will all only sleep in what we share
But I'm the only one who will awake to the new world with you
Everything new, everything true,