If the silence doesn't k** you then an illusion will You're starin' at the sky But the moon isn't gonna pay our bills And we're laughin' 'bout it loud But oh you know it ain't no joke See them cake the roads with glitter Trade your dreams for smoke There's teardrops in the treetops The wind is whistling through the mountain's teeth A song for every wounded dove And we're out further than the razor's edge Going down down to the roots of love And its rainin' in my kitchen A storm in my front room The instructions don't say nothing Just desire consume And the stars are falling right into my eye Might be built out of stand But maybe baby it's paradise There's teardrops in the treetops The wind is whistling through the mountain's teeth A song for every wounded dove And we're out further than the razor's edge Going down down to the roots Going down down to the roots Going down down to the roots of love na na na na...