Geballe/Willcox)



Swimming up from sleep

The last morning dream

The sun bleeds

On white bondage sheets

Love currency



The Shaman says

That the dead forget

The Shaman says

The dead forget



My hand between your legs

A splintered truth

The glitter tear drop makes

Enough fragments to carry us through

To day break



The Shaman says

That the dead forget

The Shaman says

The dead forget



When we talk we're Graffito

When we talk it's vandalism

When we talk it's an illusion



The Shaman says

I'm the peahen that pretends

To wear

The peacock's blooms

Looking under the bed

In all the cupboards

Behind the doors

Under the covers



The Shaman says

That the dead forget

The Shaman says

The dead forget



Don't take what I say too seriously

Don't take what I say at all

Just sleep silently

You lead I follow

In the never ending fall

The Shaman says

The Shaman says

The Shaman says

The Shaman says