In The Woods Dead Mans Creek Lyrics

Dead Mans Creek Lyrics

We've got electric light - electric sight

Electric mother river

You
float on down from town to town where they

Think they are in a certain
charge

Moody angels and a little tree-goat

- We might even try and
we might even float

Far up in the sky where mother Sun put her rays

We can see the garden flow with its electric face

And the knowledge we
gained from clouds

Gone insane is the rhythm of the ol' triangle

To
gather up some rain

C'mon, the river rape them

- Slaves of the
moon

And the monster will turn up in the end

To settle down next
June



So, why do they strive across their stream of lies

For
they might turn vital, mean and wild

And we'll turn them into matchsticks
that'll burn

Them 'till they die



I will leave far tonight
You'd better find another

Clown for your circus to feed our common
enlightenment...

Through and through