Combine Harvester Ride

As obscene clouds fade out the sky
Fade out the sky
Burning with endless tongues and
Plutos passing by

Only a fifty feet above my head

I leave the place
Of collapsed prospects

And bitter sweet hindsight
So far away from murder
And bitter sweet hindsight
So far away from murder

As obscene clouds fade out the sky
Fade out the sky
Burning with endless tongues and
Plutos passing by

But so close to this one kill

Her eyes so very focused
On my wrinkled face
Even in death she gives reproaches

But how the hell should man stand this
Without antidepressants

Riding down the road
On this combine harvester
This very last December

Riding down the road
On this combine harvester
This very last December
On her combine harvester

The clefts in the street
Remind me of my laughing

Fade out the Sky
Toes passing by

I ever let you down
I ever let you down
I ever let you down
You'll rest in the ground