I don't know what I wanna do So I'm gonna take you to The space between life and d**h Love and hate My moon and your planet I'm gonna make music Dragon flies over the river We'll write the first song I've fallen into the water I'm not gonna call you on my cellular phone Dragonflies flying over the river will write the first song And we'll drown in the water Call me on my hell phone I don't know what I wanna do So I'm gonna take you to The space between me and you Rain and fire My sky and your underground station Train station I'm gonna make music Someone I once knew died just the other night And now I hold the key to his soul
Tried to get out of the blizzard But now all I can see is snow Friend of mine once told me 'Bout a man who was made of gold This was around the time all your EEG equipment got sold Funny how after thirty minutes Everything can seem so old I read a newspaper once In which everything was written in bold When that paper told me I would reap what I had sewn It was the first time I started a fire of my own I drowned in September I'm gonna take you to The space between you and me Axe and tree Homicide and suicide Tonight We're gonna make music Down in September You'll be finding me to be someone else A mystery