Zach Hill
D. Elkan Sings 1-800-Ghost-Dance
Drifting farther from the source
Overdone and out of touch
Give in to the natural force
Dragging feet, you make it worse
So trust in
What you see
Makes you blank
What a dream
Human parade
Is this man-made?
Is this real?
Drifting farther from the source
Trading all your friends for war
'Cause they hide
We can't see
We can't see
It's much worse