My heart's so full and fat
Go get her
A mouth full of low (?)
A bog of faith
Sue a ballet (?)

Mountain battles
In doctored minds
I ride shot gun
From the facility
Whistling blues
And shrieking luck
Oh yeah

Tonight
Rush shines a gloom (?)
My wilting heart
The shadow on the moon
Fantastic view
Thinkin' of things to do

Shrieking luck
Thinkin' of things to do