Text: Floater. Mexican Bus.

Choking up dust on a mexican bus, I
gave birth to a brand new concept,
then doubled over, and my days are numbered.

Read about sun rise given to a new town,
can't breath and I move so slowly
and the sky is humming, and my motor thunders.

Shall we ride into the white hot dawn?

Tomorrow all will be known.

Your feet will rise from the storm...
and you go through the sky.

Until then
I'm all you've got.
Until then,
I'm all you need.
I'm everything
every day.

Take a back seat to a sweet companion.
Must say something to control it.
The world is watching, and I'm outnumbered.
Don't fuck with a greater man you said,
I don't fuck with a man in control.
The sky is humming, and now my motor thunders.

Shall we ride into the white hot dawn?

Tomorrow all will be known.

Known...
Known...
Known...

All will be known.

Known...
Known...
Known...
Known...
Known...

And take my wings and I still roam...
break my glass and break my bones...
but I'll be beside you.

And take these thorns from out my feet
while you walk these wretched streets...
I'll be inside you.

And now...

you're inside me.