Letras
At Convict Lake
We staked our tent
The wind rose up
The willows bent
Oh oh
Oh oh
The airborne spores
Were released to me
I opened my mouth
And let them in
Oh oh
Oh oh
Small black X on the edge of the camp
I couldn't wait to fall off the map
And so I took another tab
Oh oh
Oh oh
A lost bobcat found itself in the camp
I held him close, I fed him by hand
And then I took another tab
My friends came down
Way too soon
I stayed high
Like the silvery moon
Oh oh
Oh oh
I awoke in a hospital bed
Bound down like Gulliver tied up in thread
You can't take back what you put in your head