The oracle

I’ve been waiting for this mind to blow
A time to dismember
And I still repeat the lines you said
Oh god of December
I’ve been thirsty for a thousand years
Drinking for a decade
And I keep hearing ghostly sounds in here
To fire up my dreams

I’ve been waiting to feel down
I’ve been waiting to feel down

I’ve got lot to learn from the narrow points of my brain
Yes I’ve got lot to learn from the ecstasy of the animals and their moves
I’ve got lot to learn moving slowly across the room towards you

I’ve been waiting for the guy to call
Tell me not to worry
How the animals outlive themselves
Transform
Transform
Transform

Now I’m just waiting to feel down
I’ve been waiting to feel down

Get on your feet and drag me steadily
Get on your feet and drag me, baby.

(…Prisons are built with stones of law
Brothels with bricks of religion…)