Autumn Lyrics
"The Trip"

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great brick glass arches
my toungue and hips peeling
these swirls of tripped-out lightning
titilate and frighten
and i feel
to be
in a strange daze
wasted just like the old days

anxious to curl up and crawl away
but then distracted by another face
leads me to another place
and i feel
to be
in a strange daze
This song is from the album "Return To Breath".