Green to Me

The morning image from the satellites Is all blue and green And we've all got wounds to clean Here's a rag, here's some gasoline She wakes up fine and rested well Released at last from in the sleeping cell Breathing comes with ease It's a sweet revenge, built on a chemical ride My medicine man is the best wires to the temples Place them on let's see how we sound It's all green to me What a sweet revenge It's all green to me See them lift off one by one, I see a cool spot here Let's bring her down, level to the ground A lovely mess that I am blessed to see, of me, of me She lifts her wings up high Sensors show a lifetime until we die And all the dreams' details perfected in the colored sky The morning image from the satellites Is all blue and green And we've all got wounds to clean Here's a rag, here's some gasoline It's all green to me (Lift up your skies and all the other times, you realize) It's all green to me (It lifts up your days in a single phase, I felt your hand) It's all green to me (Lift up your skies and all the other times, you realize) It's all green to me (It lifts up your days in a single phase)