Hold the slide up to the light and see the place
The wind blows
Screams and moans
Chills you to your hollow bones and knocks you to the ground
And the water rushes down
Custer stone, teeth and bone, whites of eyes, and froths of foams
And wraps you in a cloud
And the drip, drip, drip of the water cold on your back
Cold stone death
You're breathing edges to black
White, white noise, white white light forcing you back
And the sink, sink, sink of the spray and the wavelength of light
Everyone's suspended in a blink of an eye
White, white noise, white, white light edges to black
Here it burns, listen, here it burns
Over the highlands cry
And the wet, wet ground
No sun
And the roars of the howls
Where the fall and the drip
And the feet away from the ground
No sun
But the roar of the waterfall
And the roars of the howls
Of the fall and the drip
Of the feet away from the ground
No sun
But the roar of the waterfall
But the roars and the howl
Of the fall and the drip
And your feet away from the ground
No sun
But the roar of the waterfall
Where the roars and the howls
Of the fall and the drip
And your feet away from the ground
No sun
But the roar of the waterfall