[ Featuring the Spells ]
Nothing short of a distant daydream
Coming out from being alone
In a deep dark whole in the ground
When you come to the light
You're free to let that shit fly
In the light and love of a daydream
It goes all to my head
Oh the lights the lights of the city come on instead
Thoughts whirling round and round
Back into the ground
The faces I keep in my mind
The places I've been in my life
One leads into the other
On and on
A cyclical pattern
This has happened before and it will
It'll happen again and it will
Go on a sick little pattern
On and on
Does anything matter
