Sometimes I'm wonderin' under prehistoric skies
I feel it's all beginnin' right before my eyes
I must go back, reexamine my love
Here she comes with the penetrated stare
I don't know when but I wish I knew where
Quick calculation, there's not nearly enough
Because we're lost, because we're lost
Cold desert stars, feel them sparkle and frost
They are so lost
Follow her down to worship some god
Who never speaks to me, I wonder if that's odd
Then he says, "You're never listenin'"
The pursuit of adulation is your butter and you
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