Seymour in fifty two
The Reno gang of dudes
They hover high and in
Patterns to co-depend
I'm having waves of all the
Sleepy drunk and bianary calls
The corners of my soul
I'm livin' my own death
And I never loved a moment wiser
Bleeding of the soul
I'm trying to control
Beneath the current
Theres always something
Holding on my arm
Beyond my god
Struggling to be full
Beyond my god
To travel beyond all honesty
Beyond my god
And I'm hoverin in total control
In an AR eagle eye
How did we get this high
Held and over the crows
Whats funny to you now
May be a nightmare down the road
When they know what we know
I'll live a mild death
I never loved a higher sizer
Terror of the heart
To Julie and Laura
Beneath the rose
Between the dirt and soil
From my soul
Beyond my god
Struggling to be full
Beyond my god
To travel beyond all honesty
Beyond my god
I'm hoverin
Beyond all that oh not let it be
Beyond my god
To travel
Beyond all that oh no let it be
Beyond my god
