Fly high warning signs
Vision seekers stand where others fall
Flow down men of no water
Drown now men of no matter
We call to you to find
What you cannot call your own
Locks drop rain drops
Lives criss cross, voices fall
Fly high warning signs
Vision seekers stand where others falls
Flow down men of no water
Drown now men of no matter
We call to you to find
Whatever you cannot call your own
Locks drop rain drops
Lives criss cross, voices call
For now is the time for you to answer them
Flow down men of no water
Drown now men of no matter
We call to you to find whatever you cannot call your own
Drama surrounds her
Hands bow down to touch her
She’s a goddess trapped in a world
Which presents too many choices
They tried, to hold
The goddess in their arms but
She lied, she stole
The goddess kept her promise
Time has come, to read her eyes
Looking up to look down
Looking in to look out
It’s too late to begin again
The past is a sore
That bleeds more and more
And brings the goddess down
Poison tube burns my eyes
Poison tubes burn my mind
Amongst kings
Housewives clean
Dump their spoken word
Nightly meetings, beatings
Drop ideas
Over and over