Letras:
The Black Angels Phosphene Dream

: Trail away, an endless day, It happens once in your life To be enthroned, in your home Well, meet me by the drum Amen (River of blood, river of blood

pills to kill Raise the rifle Oh, the Phosphene Dream, The Phosphene Dream Oh, the phosphene, The Phosphene Dream Oh, the Phosphene Dream, The Phosphene Dream Oh, the Phosphene Dream, The phosphene

basket full of pretty things yeah Between us In my dreams everythings orange In my dreams everythings orange When she starts moving yeah She's so natural You better follow lead In my dreams

: Oh my my My boat is sinking I'm floating here On my sacred bed I'm drifting away With all my belongings What do I do to keep the sunshine in Well

: One-Two-Three-Four Can you tell a wish from a spell? A hug from a lie? They both make you feel so gone We warned you from harm again You're beating

: You never call my name On the telephone You never call my name On the telephone I just sit and cry by the telephone I try and call your phone, But

Can you tell a wish from a spell? A hug from a lie? They both make you feel so gone We warned you from harm again Your beating hearts again We made love

It's quiet and loud No one hears it but us Some starving and proud No one chooses but us You can hide upstream We will trap and scalp you Change the

In the middle of the holding out Nobody will be dropped out Except fake gods whose faux pas Are offsetting bets Well, who knows, yeah who knows Which