Empire Ants
Oh joy's ariseThe sun has come again too hold youSailing out the doldrums of the movingThe polyphonic prayer is here, it's all around youIts all around you, out here
And if the whole world is crashing downFall through space out of mind againWhere the emptiness we leave behind on warm air risingLose all the shadows far away
The falling alcohol empire, is here to hold youRuling out and haunted till it sinks
Little memories, marching onYour little feet, working the machineWill it spin, will it soreMy little dream, working the machine
Soothe like a waveIn plastic fallClosing in on the moonFrom where we are
Little memoriesYour little feet, working the machineWill it spin, will it soreMy little dream, working the machine
Soothe like a waveIn plastic fallClosing in on the moonFrom where we are