Blood On The Highway

Burning Brides

I don't know why you

Suck on your thumb and cry

All the fuzzy caterpillars turn into

butterflies



You wanna go where the flowers are nameless

and rainbows unfold

I watch the monkey make his habit

a halo

through a needle of gold



Left foot

Right foot

March to the drums and die



Hoist your favorite flag into the

breeze on the sunday sky



I made it back from the magical station

Where everything flows



A white lie turned to blood on the highway

where the purple winds blow

All my life all I wanted

was a best friend

Then I looked into the sun



A white lie took me far away again

Far away from

My little one

little one, little one, little one.....