Holocene
"Someway, baby, it's part of me, apart from me."You're laying waste to HalloweenYou fucked it friend,It's on it's head,It struck the streetYou're in Milwaukee, off your feet
... and at once I knew I was not magnificentStrayed above the highway aisle(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)I could see for miles, miles, miles
3rd and Lake it burnt away, the hallwayWas where we learned to celebrateAutomatic bought the years you'd talk for meThat night you played me 'Lip Parade'Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decreeSaying nothing, that's enough for me
... and at once I knew I was not magnificentHulled far from the highway aisle(Jagged, vacance, thick with ice)I could see for miles, miles, miles
Christmas night,It clutched the light,The hallow brightAbove my brother,I and tangled spinesWe smoked the screen to makeIt what it was to beNow to know it in my memory:
... and at once I knew I was not magnificentHigh above the highway aisle(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)I could see for miles, miles, miles