I'm on the wet stuff now I got the suit of sound Down on the the Soft Estate. I ran the voodoo down I ran the thing to ground Upon the Soft Estate. I tracked the mau-mau hounds Upon the grassy mound They call the Soft Estate. Down in the sunken garden At the primrose hour There is the Soft Estate. On the staircase treads the lover, On the yew tree sets the sun. Faithless. boneless, somewhat Other: Soft Estate for everyone. I keep a hot canoe You kinda liked it too Upon the Soft Estate. I will receive these blessings When the moon turns blue Behold the Soft Estate. I gotta bone-deep sorrow But the beat goes on Down on the Soft Estate Maybe a grand delusion But it wont take long. How sweet the Soft Estate! Listless as the ragged roses All have bloomed but none remain. Seething wreckage on the river Soft Estate and home again... The night it has a thousand eyes; The air is full of our cries (And still the fact remains). All along we were licking at the light And clawing at the roots And waking in the night All startled at the sound And reeling at the sight: All the information: Limitless and liminal...