Deeper Kind of Slumber [Bonus Tracks]

Overhead my spirit flies In plasticide and crimson skies Whispering winds in moonlit wood A totem oak once golden stood How I wish that you were here Before all flowers disappeared We'd lay together in the sun Before the mindrape had begun Now stones

Not far from where I live They glance in morning breeze As dividing tiny rays A morning tries to seize Greet me my proud little soldiers Of brown, purple and grey Carry us on your shoulders Carry us far away If you begin to fall Please have some more