Solstice Coil - Selling Smoke lyrics

(In due time, it has turned from an existential hurdle to a human resource) I've locked myself out Strands of me everywhere You brought me here to swap war stories Where am I? (Like always) Leave it open, open Bugs in the microwave And I'm sick of searching yellow rocks Who wants to know? Yes, it was me hiding down from the spiders Yes, it was me holding on to the grate Oh yes, I was here when the world came on crashing Yes, I'm afraid, you came here too late (You always deliver Always deliver too late) Evil's watering the plants Fighting world wars with needles A decimal haste or a desolate place The rain was made of mercury Yes, it was me hiding down from the spiders Yes, it was me holding on to the grate Oh yes, I was here when the world came on crashing Yes, I'm afraid, you came here too late (Silver glazed, mercury rain) Drop, drop, drop (Silver glazed, silver glazed) Drop, drop, drop