hide from sight of scented devils
that prowl the clouds for thought of rain
that hide in night and wasted pain

walk along the marbled water
that flows with coils of pure life

i came home and i was tired
i was fucked, i was wired:
all i knew was the thought of you

i wretched that i was lovelorn,
so i prayed upon the new dawn:
that you'd come, that you'd call