Music-Dave

Lyrics-Ron 



Live in the night

To wake up this morning

Weapons of thought

From the

Clouds of unknowing

Naked target on the

Beam of life

Your personality

Comes with the sunlight



Dogday dreamscape

Woven into conjunction

Snake to strike

Bitten to die

Step back a few paces 

Oh no

The flow of situations

Dealer in fantasy

With your

Life style factories



It must be tight tonight

Did you penetrate

Act of power of entering

Couldn't you make a way



Live in the night

To wake up this morning

Weapons of thought

From the

Clouds of unknowing

Naked target on the

Beam of life

Your personality

Comes with the sunlight



Is this the last stop

Penetration point

In this vast design of things

A dead run all the way

Tired now

Running, waiting, wanting

Maybe it's

Wishful thinking

In this tree line

Little world