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