The Hill Dwellers (Live)

[Verse 1]

Way back deep into the brain

Way back past the realm of pain

Back where there's never any rain

And the rain falls gently on the town

And over the heads of all of us

And in the labyrinth of streams beneath

The quiet unearthly presence

Of nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around

Reptiles abounding

Fossils, caves, cool air heights

[Verse 2]

Each house repeats a mold

Windows rolled

A beast car locked in against morning

All now sleeping

Rugs silent, mirrors vacant

Dust blind undеr the beds of lawful couple

Wound in sheets

And daughtеrs, smug with semen

Eyes and their nipples

[Outro]

Wait!

There’s been a slaughter here