Working though death’s pain
Last night I swear I felt your touch
Gentle and warm
The hair stood on my arm

How…. how… how….

Oh show me the way show me the way
To shake a memory
Show me the way show me the way
To shake a memory

A flipped my forelock
I twitched my withers
I reared and bumped
I could not put my rider aground

All these fine memories
Are fucking me down
I dreamed it was a dream that you were gone
I woke up feeling so ripped by reality

Yeah, love is the king of the beast
And when it gets hungry it must kill to eat
Yeah, love is the king of the beast
A lion walking down city streets

I fell back asleep some time later on
And I dreamed the perfect song
It held all the answers like hands laid on
I woke halfway and scribbled it down
And in the morning what I wrote I read
It was hard to read at first but here’s what it said:

Eid Ma Clack Shaw
Zimbovin del bahl
Mertepi vin seener
Kofalli rag doll

Oh show me the way, show me the way, show me the way
To shake a memory
Oh show me the way, show me the way, show me the way
To shake a memory

Eid Ma Clack Shaw
Zimbovin del bahl
Mertepi vin seener
Kofalli rag doll

A new song from Bill Callahan of Smog. I love it. I decided to post the lyrics, because I couldn’t find them anywhere on the internet. So I’m making the internet more complete.

One of the downsides to buying MP3’s on Amazon is you don’t get liner notes which might have lyrics.