The Hill Dwellers lyrics
Way back deep into the brain Way back past the realm of pain Back where
there's never any rain. And the rain falls gently on the town, And over
the heads of all of us. And in the labyrinth of streams Beneath, quiet
unearthly presence of Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills
around, Reptiles abounding Fossils, caves, cool air heights.
Each
house repeats a mold Windows rolled A beast car locked in against
morning. All now sleeping Rugs silent, mirrors vacant, Dust blind
under the beds of lawful couples Wound in sheets. And daughters,
smug With semen eyes in their nipples
Wait There's been a
slaughter here!
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