Combine harvester ride

As obscene clouds fade out the sky Fade out the sky Burning with endless tongues and Plutos passing by Only a fifty feet above my head I leave the place Of collapsed prospects And bitter sweet hindsight So far away from murder And bitter sweet hindsight So far away from murder As obscene clouds fade out the sky Fade out the sky Burning with endless tongues and Plutos passing by But so close to this one kill Her eyes so very focused On my wrinkled face Even in death she gives reproaches But how the hell should man stand this Without antidepressants Riding down the road On this combine harvester This very last December Riding down the road On this combine harvester This very last December On her combine harvester The clefts in the street Remind me of my laughing Fade out the Sky Toes passing by I ever let you down I ever let you down I ever let you down You'll rest in the ground