Hiss Golden Messenger
Sunset on the Faders
I speak in a dead language
The blue sky is tearing
Sunset on the faders
The orchestra played, the light shattered the shade
I speak in a dead language
You see what I mean?
Only you understand it
It's a 4 a.m. feeling, we're the only things breathing
Had to see it with my own eyes
The light was too bright
I thought I'd go blind
Is this how the poets learn how to die?
We speak in a dead language
Sometimes the game ain't worth the gamble
Walk with me, Jesus, I need a drug I can feel
Gimme that dead language
That raw river music
The kiss on my neck
Now the bottom is rising and the souls are all flying
Had to see it with my own eyes
The light was too bright
I thought I'd go blind
I'm just a human trying to survive