The Spirit of the Beehive
Ether
I went through a wall
My skin was colored like the asphalt
I have thought some evil thoughts
I turned the volume off
I stepped out in to the ether
At the handrail, I reach in my pocket for two dollars for re-entry
Have a runner come send for me
When I live inside the ether I'm a master, my own country
So I do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it
Chewing out the glass in my palm
You will lay still while I am gone
I am breathing now just for one
A voice that pierced through the low drone
Oh I want to take your hand and marry, make you dance with fear
Now I want to live inside the ether for old times
I walk backwards all my life and stumble sideways all the way home