The Microphones - II. Solar System lyrics

Now you're gone I won't fall Fall in the fire Oh no, I'm lacking I want what I see Your fireball have rolled away In shaded valleys So here I am in the creek bed So here I feel my way in the dark What wonder, what treasure map What breaking of day What stream used to flow here And now what dusty decay Let the flash flood begin Wash me down the canyon Quicksand pull me in Blow over me, solar wind You're vultures in trees I know you're out there You're lanterns on lakes I know you're out there You're soccer balls on knees Through your skirt I see Your legs gracefully I know you're out there You're swaying and pleased I know you're out there You're vultures in trees I know you're out there In mountainless peaks Don't let gravity win Blow over me, solar wind