I'll tell you this...



No eternal reward will forgive us now



For wasting the dawn.



Back in those days everything was simpler and more

confused



One summer night, going to the pier



I ran into two young girls



The blonde one was called Freedom



The dark one, Enterprise



We talked and they told me this story



Now listen to this...



I'll tell you about Texas radio and the big beat



Soft driven, slow and mad



Like some new language



Reaching your head with the cold, sudden fury of a divine

messenger



Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god



Wandering, wandering in hopless night



Out here in the perimeter there are no stars



Out here we is stoned



Immaculate