Nemo
Well I hate your crowded cities
With your sad and hopeless mobs
And I hate your grand cathedrals
Where you try to trap God.
‘Cause I know God is here in the canyons
With the rattlesnakes and the pinon pines
And they'll never find my body, boys
Or understand my mind.
With your sad and hopeless mobs
And I hate your grand cathedrals
Where you try to trap God.
‘Cause I know God is here in the canyons
With the rattlesnakes and the pinon pines
And they'll never find my body, boys
Or understand my mind.
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Badgers Feud. Glaciers move. That's a beginning. Monarchs wake too. I'm a new horror upon the earth releasing floods, sluicing rapids.
No big deal.
Me.
No big deal.
Me.
