Stretch Your Eyes
The darkness and the ghostThey dance so sweet and slowDug-out from below thereTo damn the gods
A grip that will holdSo tight and closeAround my throat withThe weight of all our lives
You can give to my heartThousand words or moreYou can give to my heartThousand words or more
The drum you strokeDamn that beat so oldIn the ground it grows thereTo damn the sun (oh what will come to life)
Gates of goldIn your head you holdA kingdom moltenMay the gods be on your side
You can give to my heartThousand words or moreYou can give to my heartThousand words or more