Young God Records - Finally, Peace lyrics

With glittering hands On collapsible land We're praising the sun For the damage he's done A ruinous eyesore Oh what is a mind for? Just a knife in a lake Just an arrow in space All creation is hollow And a picture's a shadow Just a symptom of love With a lack of a cause Now the city's dissolving And heaven's inhaling While the ocean is thinking of a surface reflecting: Your glorious mind Your glorious mind Your glorious mind Your glorious mind Your glorious mind...