(What, what is it that you want?)
(What is it that you want?)
She don´t lift her head for nothing
She don´t lift her head for no one
30 yeahrs have glazed her eyes
Her tongue is dry from asking why
Why (why) all my ideas
Peel & turn to rust (why)
Why I feel I must
I guess I will ask the dust
She has an American highway flower
Walking, blossoming into nowhere
Digesting tailpipes & babies´ screams
To fill the hole that used to house her dreams
Why (why) all my ideas
Peel & turn to rust (why)
Why I feel I must
Guess I will ask the dust
I guess I will ask the dust
I guess I will ask the dust
(solo)
(undecipherable whispering)
"I wonder what I am doing here"
She asks the moon but he don´t care
He has busy shinin´ on the lucky
In the dark she swims toward nothing
Towards nothing
Why (why) all my ideas
Peel & turn to rust (why)
Why I feel I must
Why (why) all my ideas
Peel & turn to rust (why)
Why I feel I must
Guess I will ask the dust
I guess I will ask the dust
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