Reckless spin of a weather vane
Dry dust, all -sailing sugar cane
Picture so blurry it can't be framed
Heart so full it can't feel pain
Shifted pair of eyes at ambush hour
Nineteen volts of water rushing power
Tunnel underneath a leaning tower
Hand grenades disguised by flowers
Burning with heat, hope before rain
Speeding both ways, just one lane
Fingers are moving fast, yeah,
Reddish gold haze, lightning streaks
Bigger than any old day -to -day thing
Red moon shining through the trees
Late night pacing, buzzing like bees
Tune on believers down on our knees
Give us one night, one for free
Burning with heat, hoping for rain
Speeding both ways, just one lane
Fingers are movin' fast, yeah,
Barely get started before
Everything's fine till we go around
