STREET SPIRIT [FADE OUT]

Rows of houses
All bearing down on me
I can feel their
Blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole

 

And fade out
Again
And fade out

 

This machine will
Will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain i am under
Be a world child
Form a circle
Before we all
Go under

 

And fade out again
And fade out again

 

Cracked eggs
Dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death
Can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole

 

And fade out
Again
And fade out again

 

Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love