(Where are you?)

What to place in the garden?

How can it be lost?

Move now it's your foot-sound on the pathway

(Let's get to work now)

Listen

Up and at 'em

The eve of destruction we dug in the substratum

And sowed the seeds of our sweet sacrilege, madam

A worm's wisdom in this fine establishment

Basking in refracted light

Baffled by the fickle facts of life

From the jackals in our minds to the systematic strife

They're sleight of hand magicians who assist the sacrifice

Divide and conquer, find a spine to stick a jagged knife

Ask 'em nicely, Why the iron juggernaut's fist?

Why the struggle for control, the subtle plot-twist?

The wolves in the woods, the blood for profit

The same fluid that they used to water southern crops with

Gridlocked, chip off the old block

Tried to shed some light on controlled thought

And tripped off the soap box

Kicked rocks down a desolate road

While old scratch sold 'em dreams at the medicine show

Let's go

(Daybreak)

Daybreak

(I see the sun rise in the sky)

The soil is crusted over with rain

And with the memory of dawn

(Daybreak)

We have translated each other into light

(I shake the sleep out of my eyes)

Planets roll out of your eyes and splash down

Big trees, small axe

They cracked then collapsed

We used every scrap to bridge gaps

Watch 'em twist facts, work their witchcraft

Brandish pitchforks

And shape your image out of candlestick wax

Watch 'em try to quantify his soul

And the state of mind that I'm in

The principles of light and dark at play inside a shaman

The words wrote themselves, I sat still and listened

To the source that expands and contracts in my field of vision

Soul search, where the wild flowers grow crows perch

And ghosts lurk below the cold earth, I know my own worth

When day breaks, we'll watch the world come alive

Oddlings in God's dreams

Lost in the patterns on a moth's wings

My love resides on the other side

She pulled shadows out my chest and helped me to shake the sleep from my eyes

At sunrise we can finally see the light clear

Slept on a bed of nails, woke up from a nightmare

(Daybreak)

Arms pressed out against darkness

(I see the sun rise in the sky)

With the concrete flowers neither open nor closed

(Daybreak)

Wondering where the garden is

(I shake the sleep out of my eyes)

Blood, smeared across his face like a road accident

Morning

You feel great gushes of wind bellowing your lungs

Long have you been patient

Cradled among the innards of this being, who bears uncountable pain

So that you may breathe, the breath of life

Take up your crib, and walk