Well you said I gave you breath So it's best you not forget it And I'll always let you know Right to the penny what your debt is 'Cause joy ain't just improbable, It's impossible for prodigal Sons who speak in tongues Forked and pedagogical There was Taurus, there before us He was sinking to the sea Steam was like a wreath Encircling his head now And you laid upon his shoulders That were cut from arctic boulder You begged him to unfold you On to his bed now On to his bed now On to his bed now I feel the fire It's getting higher I can't hold on for long Not for long Not for long Not for long Not for long So take the miners, takes the signers Take the iron from their blood Spill the silver flood Over dry and dusty plains now And watch it seeping deep In fissures far behind Still we wither on the vine 'Cause you can't make up for rain now There's mysteries to parse As we meditate in cars As the medication starts To work its way down It comes on as sound That's pounding all around me I think you've finally find me And I can finally lay down I can finally lay down I can finally lay down I feel the fire It's getting higher I can't hold on for long Not for long Not for long Not for long Not for long