Keep your ear to the ground
And wait with an open hard for that secret sound
In a deep, artificial sleep
They paint your eyes white and soak your feet
Tired, you hang your head
And with wet grass and foreign flowers they make your bed
Beneath a beautiful dead tree
Where the sun meets the earth and the sky can breath
Wait here on your own
They broke your body now they want your soul
So push the beds together
Connect with each other
After all you're only human