Theres a raindrop in my skull
Im too shaky now to get it out
I guess it fell from some far-away cloud
Bloated with radiation
Oooh
Some people are singing of the birth
Of another soulless drone wholl grow to leech off the Earth
My guitar feels strange in my hands
I have almost no tactile perceptions
On the TV theres a Mexican horror film
It isnt dubbed, Im not really watching
Oooh
Some people are singing of the birth
Of another philistine wholl grow to ravage the earth
Oooh
Last night when you left me
I took a walk through the fog
And the gossamer-light of the straw moon
The haunting, strangely humid picture
Winters waning
Then my recurring dream of the swarm
Theres a raindrop in my skull
Im too messed up now to get it out
It mustve fallen when my mind was somewhere else
Now Im fixating on it