Green to Me

The Morning Image From the Satellite Is All Blue and Green

And We've All Got Wounds to Clean

Here's a Rag, Here's Some Gasoline

She Wakes Up Fine and Rested Well

Released At Last From in the Sleeping Cell

Breathing Comes With Ease

It's a Sweet Revenge

Built On a Chemical Ride

My Medicine Man Is the Best

Wires to the Temples, Place Them On

Lace Them On, Let's See How We Sound

It's All Green to Me

What a Sweet Revenge

It's All Green to Me

See Them Lift Off One By One

I See a Cool Spot Here Let's Bring Her Down

Pedal to the Ground

A Lovely Mess

That I Am Blessed to See

Of Me

She Lifts Her Wings Up High

Send Her Shrill of a Lifetime Until We Die

All the Dreams, Details

Affected in the Colored Sky

The Morning Image From the Satellite Is All Blue and Green

And We've All Got Wounds to Clean

Here's a Rag, Here's Some Gasoline

It's All Green to Me

{it Lifts Up Your Days in a Single Phase, I Felt Your Hand}

{lift Up Your Skies and All the Other Times, You Realize}